I never knew You
But You seemed to be to me a great man
Wise as a serpent
And gentle as a hillside white lamb.

Still I hear, Your voice
And I see, Your choice
It's written on us.

I wish I'd known You
And learned the way to walk a narrow path
But I am grateful that You left your words to follow like a map
Within this dark land, You gave a lamp by which we might see.

And we walk the ground that You shook
And we read the words in Your book
And learn how to break our own ground
All the lambs will roar beautiful sound.

Still I hear, Your voice
And I see, Your choice
It's written on us.

And we walk the ground that You shook
And we read the words in Your book
And learn how to break our own ground
All the lambs will roar beautiful sound.