||From time to time we hear the voice
Which claims that all is well.
"My kingdom is forever here;
Within its heart you dwell."
| The fire of this strange message
Warms our soul, to banish fear.
We feel a power invisible;
We sense a great love near.
| A Love divine that could not curse
The children of its Soul.
A power that holds us in that Life,
Which keeps us safe and whole.
| For one sweet moment, Spirit's realm
does in our sleep unfold.
That moment can be long enough,
To test what we've been told.
| For that which is called satan,
Firmly holds us with its lies
Of good and evil powers which,
Before God's throne arise.
| And like the prodigal, who
In forgetfulness did fear,
(Could not remember whose he was,
Nor see his home from here)
| We too, in consciousness, have left
Our true reality;
Where Spirit's love and law upholds,
Each one, eternally.