In the beginning was the word.
And the word was with God and the word was God.
Let this simple timeless truth be our watchword.
Let this be the path through life which we have trod.

On these holy mountains.
Has our mind if not our feet walked.
Here we have heard good news pouring forth in limitless spiritual foundations.
Here I wonder, is our heart locked.

Can the whole universe really pause.
In wonder at one small baby’s coming.
Are whole galaxies sustained by his command, bound to his cause.
Is all time to this moment rushing.

Yes, for all creation must have a point.
This is all creation’s universal joint.