what you've seen, you can't ignore.
what you've heard, there are no questions,
not worth asking. not worth considering. not worth explaining.
they all are. they all are. you all are.
what you've felt, to touch an Angel.
His hands of love. His living sacrifice.
there's no refusing, as if to ponder. could this be true? it's light as day!
oh before my eyes, i am all surrounded by love and grace, by loving grace.
He's in this place, right before my very eyes and then i wonder is He in you?
what He bled, do we deserve that?
time and again it fills our minds.
the pain and guilt, once and for all He's already lifted it tied to apathy.
what He cared for is what we overlook.
a sense of harmony fulfilling prophesy.
we are His witnesses; He is our testament.
the old and new.
the risen now!
ya before our eyes we have been surrounded.
don't be alarmed.
don't behave awkwardly.
He's fulfilling His promises,
now must we? oh yah!
that feels like, mmmm, sweetness.
that looks like you and i are
in perfect love: there is no fear.
in perfect love: there is no doubt.
in perfect love: there is no disbelief.
you've gotta free yourself.
you've gotta free your mind.
you've gotta free yourself.
you've gotta free your mind.
and let it all go!
you've gotta give it all to Christ.
let is all go!
away, away, away.
let it all go!
He promises a way.
away from here.
(Ominous Phobic Qualm like Reservations of Skepticism)
