Years ago this world was created,
By a man whom they call LOVE,
A perfect loving Master;
For all--with him--can trod.
In his image he created Adam,
From Adam he made Eve,
Never from his knowing,
In his garden to deceive.
He implanted his seed with the Virgin Love,
From sin he was sent to free them;
Born in a stable wrapped in swaddling clothes,
A perfect babe--they called him Love.
He walked among the people,
Was crucified upon the tree,
With his blood and tear-stained eyes,
Gave his life for you and her.
If they submit their souls to LOVE who gave,
See the light--the truth of his love,
Only then will they have eternal peace;
With their master from above.