“Madmen
and Martyrs”
Let me tell you a tale of madmen and martyrs
Of impossible dreams painted by living waters
Of one who prayed for the day we would hold freedom’s song
Of the end to the enchanter we’ve known so long
Dreams grow and sometimes we lose sight
We must open our eyes and see that our dreams don’t die
They only become more real in God’s light
Dream deeper and become what God sees in you through his
eyes
Reality is so much more than what we see with our eyes
The truth of God is truer than any enchanter’s lies
We are called for journeys to Hell for Heaven’s cause
And touching the enchanted world with a wooden cross
Soon we will be in His presence for all time to stay
Until then just listen to what God has to say
Everything you do for each other you do for me
“Close your eyes to the darkness and in my light you will
see
When your touching their hand - you are touching me”
LN Maher
©1999 Echoes of The Lion’s Roar (2/19/98-6/14/99)
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