Before the dust of centuries dimmed our eyes
and blurred our seeing of the skies,
before the wonder fell away
and left us naked to the day —

Before the devil came and said,
“You shall live and not be dead
if you eat the fruit of sin,”
and, with his cunning, took us in —

Before we learned earth’s sullied ways
we knew of beauty, love and praise,
and walked with God, and saw His grace,
and talked with Him then, face to face.

Turn! — turn around and see
the ravages of history
when mankind chose the erring tree
and then could not get free.

Awake! — shake off the devil’s lies!
Pluck earth-lens from beclouded eyes.
If Jesus died to make us free
should we still walk by cursed decree?

Jesus summons us anew,
“Draw near as little children do.
My Kingdom reigns, heed My call,
behold the wonder of it all.”