why i had to give out my son
I singled out one man
in the beginning i chose Him, only him
i endowed him,gave him my strengths
Made him like me
And yes , he was perfect and excellent
i loved him
But from the best of all stones and pearls
came a Beautiful one ,disguised in all pretty things i made
so Beautiful and lovely yet tempting
he was there where i made the perfect man
He saw it,everything ,how i do it,but himself
could not make them
He loved it -the power and honor
He hated, me but wanted to be like me
Then i saw one morning ,oh what has happened
what had the man done
How could he do wrong-should he have known
how can my work be destroyed
Hadn't i told Him,only if he could just obey
He has lost all i gave him
i wept,for my law could not hold himself on disobedience
Man was guilty and nothing could save him
Or what option have i left
i have been robbed from man my Image which is perfect
I hadn't lost him forever
i prepared the sword,the sharper edges
i was wroth with fury One day i would destroy the beautiful one
The best i had made and them who follow him
but first, i owed the man a sole duty
the best i had made, the thief, had taken away
his honor ,now i have nobody to please me
i summoned the congregation, we held a durbar
there was silence,an observer cried
is it possible, could it be done!
he i prepared stood up and praised,
yes there is a way ,it is possible
I am the Way
I came ,yes i am, i came
he was in them all ,but i looked like them
and they wanted to kill me
but i knew their mind ,their heart open to me
i was the Second of the perfect one i made
But better than him,i knew it all
i gave myself to them ,i was simple
then i changed them- my law i placed into their hearts
now they could know it all ,they can be like me
Before they had fear,now they can love
and them who believed me-i was in him
i replaced the old man,they became New
i replaced them
For them i had to come ,for unending life
so i had to give out whom i prepared
my Son
in the beginning i chose Him, only him
i endowed him,gave him my strengths
Made him like me
And yes , he was perfect and excellent
i loved him
But from the best of all stones and pearls
came a Beautiful one ,disguised in all pretty things i made
so Beautiful and lovely yet tempting
he was there where i made the perfect man
He saw it,everything ,how i do it,but himself
could not make them
He loved it -the power and honor
He hated, me but wanted to be like me
Then i saw one morning ,oh what has happened
what had the man done
How could he do wrong-should he have known
how can my work be destroyed
Hadn't i told Him,only if he could just obey
He has lost all i gave him
i wept,for my law could not hold himself on disobedience
Man was guilty and nothing could save him
Or what option have i left
i have been robbed from man my Image which is perfect
I hadn't lost him forever
i prepared the sword,the sharper edges
i was wroth with fury One day i would destroy the beautiful one
The best i had made and them who follow him
but first, i owed the man a sole duty
the best i had made, the thief, had taken away
his honor ,now i have nobody to please me
i summoned the congregation, we held a durbar
there was silence,an observer cried
is it possible, could it be done!
he i prepared stood up and praised,
yes there is a way ,it is possible
I am the Way
I came ,yes i am, i came
he was in them all ,but i looked like them
and they wanted to kill me
but i knew their mind ,their heart open to me
i was the Second of the perfect one i made
But better than him,i knew it all
i gave myself to them ,i was simple
then i changed them- my law i placed into their hearts
now they could know it all ,they can be like me
Before they had fear,now they can love
and them who believed me-i was in him
i replaced the old man,they became New
i replaced them
For them i had to come ,for unending life
so i had to give out whom i prepared
my Son
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