© Glen B Powell 1995
God – Audio
God – Lyrics
At Christmas time we worship God the baby
He never changes and never needs to be changed
We relegate him to a shop window in our imagination
With Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny
Commercialised, trivialised, sanitised, tame
But he grew up, walked, talked, worked and slept with us
He ate our food and turned our water into wine
He loved the poor and the sick, the outcast and the weak
He spent his time with women and children when no-one else had time
Because God loved the world so much he became one of us
But some TV preachers and religious leaders, and Hollywood
Created a God of rules and regulations and Hellfire, Hell no
They look down on the world with all its ‘worldliness’ and sexual immorality
Say ‘Come out from among them’, ‘be ye separate’, and ‘just say no’
They say ‘In God we trust’, ‘God bless this house’ and ‘God is with us’
But I don’t think so, no, no, no
With their big houses, big churches, big cars, big bank accounts, big egos, big appetites
They’ve got big everything but they’ve got tiny little hearts
But God loved the world so much he became one of us
Whatever happened to the friend of prostitutes and losers,
Born in a shitty backroom with the animals.
Who else remembers a God who died naked and alone,
Shamed and degraded with hardly a friend in the world?
Where is that God? God is the little child hiding from death squads in South America…
She’s a mother crying for her starving child in Africa…
He’s a homeless man in London, Paris, Berlin, New York, Sydney or Amsterdam…
Crying out for help but no-one hears, no-one cares.
But God loved the world so much he became one of us
But God loved the world so much she became one of us