Choices In The Garden
As I watch the snowflakes slowly fall from the sky above
I think these are signs and symbols of God’s own love
How can it be lowly man oh I am
that this God of mine, the God of Yes I Can
Decided to make me and shape me in His own image
Man looks like God it is His own visage
Though free choice was His aim from the start
It was the organ within it was man’s human heart
That caused the rebellion still to Him foreseen
Though He made us just a little lower than the angels you see
His supreme creation we are human kind in the image of He
Eat of the fruit of the garden
All that you see just leave the one alone
The fruit of the apple tree
For this tree contains the knowledge of good and evil
certainly this one fruit that I request
you shall leave it be
Listen not to the voices you hear the voices not of me
Stay away from this one fruit the fruit of the apple tree
But Satan was wiley even till’ this day is he
His craftiness abounds beyond all others
for it’s pride made him want to be
just like God in heaven as mighty as Me
Then the man and the woman did partake of the tree
the fruit containing knowledge forbidden to thee
And sin found it’s way to the heart of mankind
and to this day you can see
The result of disobedience in the garden
the rejection of right and wrong you will find
When the man and the woman chose unwisely that day
To follow not his loving God
But the evil serpent in the filth and the sod
Who led the crowning creation to his own way
Satan led man and woman he led them astray
On the road of evil destruction and death to this day
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