The word of God has just come blazing
thru my hair, thru the streets--
mixed with white wine, staining teeth and hands
of papier-mache sinners
and lullabye saints.
The word of God has just come blazing
down, down baby--
at the cross, by the riverside-- baptize your feet,
your fingertips in the burning flow of God.
The word of God has just come blazing
and you have been sleeping in
toy stores and indecision. Take up your cross,
Jesus was a human shield.
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