With feet of clay and hearts of lies
Men sally forth to seize the skies;
With broken legs and broken hearts
They hobble back, their dreams apart.
Without a thought to future men
They play their cards and practice Zen;
They tell their jokes and trade their lies,
While in each man his spirit dies.
Ignoring God while all is gain,
They look to Him in times of pain;
And when the LORD relieves their hurt,
They pack their bags and they desert.
They never know how much He cares,
They never know the dream’s still there;
They never know how sweet it is
To die each day, to be all His.