Song
for Josiah
Oh
my son, you were born in a world that hates you,
And
I swear I will never forsake you.
But
there was a father centuries ago,
Who
watched his beloved son die. Oh, die.
Oh
my son, I am weak and I'm trembling,
For
the Lord I am always remembering.
Oh
what a strong shepherd holds you in His arms.
He'll
break you and make you His own.
And
then take you home.
Well
if I could I would protect you from what you will see.
This
world will promise love and beauty, but it lied to me.
And
I will show you, if you will listen.
And
I will promise, to listen too.
Oh
yes, there are some who love the lies,
they
will kill you if they can.
Though
you speak the truth in love,
they
will hate you like the man,
Jesus,
although He was God,
He
allowed himself broken for you.
Well
if I could I would protect you from what you will see.
The
world might seem so alive,
but
it's dead to me.
And
I will teach you,
if
you will hear me.
And
I will promise,
to
hear you too. Yes I do.
Oh
my son, I am only your brother.
For
a sister, God gave me your mother.
But
just like a mother, so long ago,
had
to watch her beloved son die,
Oh
son, we will try, to let you go
Keith
Green