1The God-rebel tunes in to sedition--all ears, eager to sin. He has no regard for God, he stands insolent before him.
2He has smooth-talked himself into believing That his evil will never be noticed.
3Words gutter from his mouth, dishwater dirty. Can't remember when he did anything decent.
4Every time he goes to bed, he fathers another evil plot. When he's loose on the streets, nobody's safe. He plays with fire and doesn't care who gets burned.
5God's love is meteoric, his loyalty astronomic,
6His purpose titanic, his verdicts oceanic. Yet in his largeness nothing gets lost; Not a man, not a mouse, slips through the cracks.
7How exquisite your love, O God! How eager we are to run under your wings,
8To eat our fill at the banquet you spread as you fill our tankards with Eden spring water.
9You're a fountain of cascading light, and you open our eyes to light.
10Keep on loving your friends; do your work in welcoming hearts.
11Don't let the bullies kick me around, the moral midgets slap me down.
12Send the upstarts sprawling flat on their faces in the mud.