Gods Of Men
by Randy Stonehill


And I used to dream of chasing vengeance
All my ENEMIES would crawl and sweat.
Well my HAPPINESS was drained from reliving all the pain
Now I’m learning to FORGIVE and FORGET*.

As the world, keeps turning ’round,
You either learn to bend with the wind or it knocks you down.
Turn your back on the gods of men
And the Lord, who is true, will give LIFE back to you again.

* Have-We-Forgiven Gauge: “If There is Pain In a Memory There is Bitterness”