| The church went down and it didn’t go gently
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| The burning steeple fell right onto Main Street
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| The old stained glass exploded
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| Pieces of Jesus at my feet
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| Molten broken Jesus at my feet
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| What kind of God would let this be?
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| What kind of Spirit or Trinity
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| What kind of God? |
| What kind of friend?
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| Did God let Jesus die again?
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| God let Jesus die again
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| In the name of faith and religion
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| How much trouble must we witness?
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| All the wars, hate and sickness
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| Can’t somebody’s God fix this?
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| Can’t any body’s God fix this?
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| What kind of God would stand by?
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| What kind of Spirit or Lord on high
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| What kind of God? |
| What kind of friend?
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| Did God let Jesus die again?
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| God let Jesus die again
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| And it makes you wonder
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| Why bother to conceive of anything greater
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| Than, just what you can see
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| When all that you can see is
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| The church went down and it didn’t go gently
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| The beloved steeple burned upon the tar
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| And so goes faith falling
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| Breaking me open in my heart
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| Breaking me open in my heart
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| What kind of God would let this go?
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| What kind of Spirit or Holy Ghost
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| What kind of God?
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| What kind of friend?
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| Maybe, God let Jesus die
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| 'Cause we wouldn’t get it otherwise
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| In canyons and in purple skies
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| That’s how you get to the big reprise
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| Not like He’s some guy
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| Sitting up there thinking this is why
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| But, maybe everything let’s everything die
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| To make us all the more alive
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| To love one another and be really present
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| Right here, right now
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| Maybe, God lets me and you
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| Moses and Mohammad too
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| Maybe, God let Jesus die again and again |