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Angels all around me
Their chorus a single, beautiful sound Serenity and purity With this holiness I've found But that's not the way it happens Lies and deceit from God False declarations from the pious one Held together by his own facade And when we get to Heaven How will we be accused? By our belief in God, Jesus, The Word? Or our different points of view? Who is God to judge us And the way we live our lives? He put us here; imperfect And now expects us to pay the price?! Down here we're warped and damaged His creations? Phah! What a mess! And while He sits high and mighty He expects us to pass His test They say He's here for us "He loves us one and all" But if we ever screw up So easily He'll watch us fall So, when we get to Heaven How will we be accused? By how we've forced His Word? Or our different points of view? And who is God to judge us And the way we live our lives? He put us here; imperfect And now expects us to pay the price?! And what of these missionaries? Theses preachers and prophets "so wise" How truly smart are they? How have they judged their own lives? Feeding off the rich Taking from the poor They say you don't need your money In Heaven, there's so much more And why does God insist On this basis for the accused? By how we spread His Word And not the caring things we do? But what it boils down to I don't know if I can believe Is He still watching over us? Or did He just up and leave?
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