Oh my son, you were born in a world that hates you,
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And I swear I will never forsake you.
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But there was a father centuries ago,
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Who watched his beloved son die. Oh, die.
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Oh my son, I am weak and I'm trembling,
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For the Lord I am always remembering.
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Oh what a strong shepherd holds you in His arms.
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He'll break you and make you His own.
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And then take you home.
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Well if I could I would protect you from what you will see.
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This world will promise love and beauty, but it lied to me.
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And I will show you, if you will listen.
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And I will promise, to listen too.
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Oh yes, there are some who love the lies, they will kill you if they can.
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Though you speak the truth in love, they will hate you like the man,
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Jesus, although he was God, he allowed himself broken for you.
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Well if I could I would protect you from what you will see.
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The world might seem so alive, but it's dead to me.
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And I will teach you, if you will hear me.
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And I will promise, to hear you too. Yes I do.
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Oh my son, I am only your brother.
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For a sister, God gave me your mother.
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But just like a mother, so long ago, had to watch her beloved son die,
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Oh son, we will try, to let you go.
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Song For Josiah
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| Keith Green |
