Chosen

Written by: john aaron green

 
  Ever wonder why we are here, 

or why it's not so clear.

 Are we just a chance, 

or a happening glance,

 It seems we are not alone,

our names are on a stone.

 Are we chosen from above,

could there be that much love.

 We search for our meaning,

everyday life intervening.

 Is our choice in vain,

the decision to explain.

 Our hope is in the lord,

forgiving forever more.

 For someday he shall say,

my friend you can stay.


By johnaarongreen