Hes Got the Whole World
What they call the big bang theory
We call it a “God flicking his fingers” story
What they call evolutionary
We call it a moment of “let there be”
What they call *****sapiens
We call it his likeness
What they call abundance and riches
We call the gifts of his blessings
What they call their entitlement of liberty
We call it freewill, a gift of divine generosity
What we endure as a fear for our existence
Let’s call it a manifestation of his omnipotence
The whole world is like a coin spinning in his hands
We shall be out of danger when he blows his kiss on all the lands
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