He puts flowers on the hills
Your cup He gladly fills
How can you turn around and say
God is dead?
But when your stories
Have all been told
There's one thing
I'd like to know
If God is dead
Who's this living
In my soul?
He gives us shelter
From life's stormy weather
Gives us love
To keep us together
When life gets like a ship
On a raging sea
And when the stage of life grows cold
Somebody helps us
To play our role
If God is dead
Who's this living
In my soul?
If my soul had windows
I'd leave them open
So the world could see
The ugly scars upon those hands
That cleft for you and me
There's the bridge you can cross
If you will
The toll was paid
On Golgotha's hill
If God is dead
Who's this living
In my soul?
If God is dead
Who's this living
In my soul?