RINGING

RINGING

Church bells ring, in the back of my mind
I look for answers, I can't begin to find
Ringing in my ears, hurting my head
Another lost soul in the Land of the Dead

Shadow on my heart, ringing lies
The child of the soul weeps and cries
Man if pride, a cowboy's code
I'll carry my sin, bare my own load

Run, hide in the days of uncertainty
Not caring when the fall of the curtain be
Standing in my chains with arrogant pride
Accepting no help or compassion by my side

Hear the distant ring, of the dying day
A promise, a hope, of a better way
The king of the dead blocks my path
Listen closely to His wicked laugh

I will fear no good, the motto of the damned
Alone and lost on a path that's jammed
I fear evil, and I can't see that Hill
Tell me, is the Cross empty still?

Turn away from those, who dare hope not
I follow a trail seeking what? I know not
In God we trust, many have said
But few this path dared to tred

And I tell no lie, I didn't truly seek
It was God who led, God who speak
With a ring His Voice drew me ever more
Here is meaning, if you like ,He is the Door

And I opened, as I heard Him knock
He entered and taught me to walk
Walk this path, so very seldom tred
A way out of the Land of the Dead

How does this journey end?
It doesn't, that's it's Glory friend
He is both Journey, and the Goal
Son of God, Lover of our Soul

So ring Church bells, ring!
As I follow Heaven's King
Out of Death, to be restored
In the Light of Creation's Lord
Amen