Generations follow generations,
Nations rise and fall,
Kings and rulers come and go,
Yet it lives.

Torn, condemned, burnt,
Doubted, suspected, criticised,
Damned by atheists,
Yet it lives.

Exaggerated by fanatics,
Misconstructed and misstated,
Ranted and raved about,
Yet it lives.

Yet it lives…
As a lamp to our footsteps,
As light of our paths,
As a gate to Heaven.

Yet it lives…
As a guide for the youth,
As a comfort for the aged,
As water for the thirsty.

Yet it lives…
As salvation for sinners,
As grace for believers,
As a witness of God’s love for us.