One God
I have worshiped other gods.
In banks and bars, in shopping malls,
at tables spread with tarot cards
and halls of half light, jasmine rising.
I have praised the spirits, called on
the dead, and watched as the
seeker's eyes rolled backwards
to give vision without sight.
What magic they had. What power
to lead me down their path,
to shroud my soul in darkest night,
no stars to guide.
But none of their tricks
can compare to yours.
Offering your Son, before I had sinned.
Hearing my cries for help.
Then you raised me from the dead.
To stand like Lazarus,
grave clothes fallen
by the light of the cross.
Your love. Your grace.
I will worship only one God.
I have worshiped other gods.
In banks and bars, in shopping malls,
at tables spread with tarot cards
and halls of half light, jasmine rising.
I have praised the spirits, called on
the dead, and watched as the
seeker's eyes rolled backwards
to give vision without sight.
What magic they had. What power
to lead me down their path,
to shroud my soul in darkest night,
no stars to guide.
But none of their tricks
can compare to yours.
Offering your Son, before I had sinned.
Hearing my cries for help.
Then you raised me from the dead.
To stand like Lazarus,
grave clothes fallen
by the light of the cross.
Your love. Your grace.
I will worship only one God.