There’s a sacred order that’s guiding our steps

A resurrecting light that illuminates ahead

The cosmos is beautiful—by Word, it’s led

Why don’t we live in it?

There’s no room for holding on to what the cynic inside is saying

He holds to passive comforts that are ultimately decaying

Self autonomy isn’t all that it seems

Living for yourself doesn’t mean that you’re free

No amount of our deeds will fix our disease

Submit to the universe speaking

There’s a sacred order that’s guiding our steps

A resurrecting light that illuminates ahead

The cosmos is beautiful—by Word, it’s led

Why don’t we live in it?

I’m never all alone