I walk with God,
you think it odd?
He alone is friend,
He keeps me to the end.
The end is when your dead,
I'd rather be alive instead,
but we all know where we're going,
some are afraid of showing.
But to die is but to live,
the way to "get" is give,
we're too foolish with our pride,
we must set it all aside.
**** the ego and the lust,
in God we surely trust;
don't need no wanton greed,
He'll satisfy our need.
Bow your head and kneel,
think it out-don't just feel;
He is worthy of our praise,
He'll see us through our maze.
In the final scene we win,
if we stay free from sin;
so you see, it isn't odd,
what we do is honor God.