The cavil of human beings,
Will never be played,
on heaven”s harp strings.
For all judgement is from,
The heavens high,
above our brilliant blue sky,
beyond where eagles fly;
Come let us understand,
He is the King not just a man.
And humble our hearts,
That”s what we know,
That”s where it all starts.
For all healing that is to be done,
Will be done by God”s only begotten son