© 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