They fool themselves trusting in God; where is He?
There is no supreme being in my life, but me.
No Creator here; from nowhere I came into being
I’ll remain skeptical of God unless He’s seen.
An imperfect being, filled with problems worth solving
What hopelessness when filled with sickness without ending!
At times death knocks my door
Then I regret being born into the world of oh
I know, here, I will either cry till I am no more
Or be lost to the world of suicide
Who will counsel and come to my side?
Atheists and Christians—who lose?
Unlike you, I am blessed to have been made by a loving Creator
God—yes—created me and put me the Earth’s administrator
Oh I was deceived and lost to the futile plans of the tempter
But the prevailing grace found me and put me on the right path
Thanks to Jesus, I am saved from the future judgment wrath
Oh yes, now I walk in the newness of life
Saved from meaninglessness, he put hope in my life
For those who believe, there is the gift of eternal life
Come what may, I am not alone; He is right by my side
Every problem has solution; there is no room for suicide
There is a better world for those who believe
Blessed are the children of the pardoned Eve!