What is it with man
that thinks he can rule the world,
when he is soaked in sin so deep.
In clubs and bars and hotel rooms
where fleeting pleasures hide unseen,
until they return to their homes and families,
arguing where and with whom have you been?

As swearing and shouting begins,
children run, scattering and hiding
in their rooms - under the beds,
in the cupboards - unable to lock the doors
with the brooms, which now lay
broken and shattered on the floor.
The damage done for the curse of divorce.

A seed fell from heaven today
and blew away across the sea
to the hills of Lebanon,
where its roots grew into a beautiful tree
so tall and slim for everyone to see.
The cedar tree, now cut down
as the cross of Calvary,
where the son of God is nailed to the tree,
begging mercy please for these men.
The tree turns black
like the sins of man upon his back,
waiting for heaven to come.

Day breaks--The man is gone
to hide in a cave -
but not for long.
He bears the marks
of his pain and suffering,
as a final atonement
for the sins of man,
in a world gone mad.

Who is this man of mercy
that I now know so well.
Jesus my Savior who saved me from hell.

And you!
Are you the man in the bar,
your family frightened at home,
trusting in the Lord to save their souls?