You can call Him the Ground of Being
You can call Him the Word, the meaning
You can call Him Redeemer
The courage to be is here
And through all my hypocrisy I still see
The nail prints in his Hands
The thought of embrace in those arms
There is peace in the depth of reason
A strong undefined cohesion
To the day-spring eternal
The courage to be is here
And through all my hypocrisy I still see
The nail prints in His hands
The thought of embrace in those arms
Glory to the Father and to the Son
As it was in the beginning, is now
