Different Eyes

Why did they close their eyes? How did they drift
away? Something within their soul, told them
to just let go! They thought, they'd be okay!
How could they really know? Our righteousness,
is not like God! We think, we're right...but then
we're not! We feel so free...and then, we're caught!
Our dreams, were just a wicked plot, to drift
our mind to sleep, tricked by the enemy!

We believed in our fantasy, instead
of the Word of truth! Our eyes could see the
beauty! There was sweetness, in the fruit! We
stumbled, then we tumbled, as the mountain
boldly shook! Some of us repented...while
others...chose the hook! As we climbed, they tried
to pull us back, towards the crook...but we
could see this time, like we had different eyes!

We now, could see the dark, in their color!
We now, could see their spark, was just a lure!
We could taste the bitterness, interlaced
with honey drips...so, we knew their drink, was
not a cure! Yet, they believe! They believe,
they know! They are dancing blindly, in the
icy snow! They're numb, so they don't feel, they're
cold! They're so fragile! Yet, they act so bold!

And we watch them, through our fingers, with our
hands upon our face, with an ache inside
that lingers...and a line, we cannot trace...
because they're so close! Oh, so close! Yet, our
ruler cannot measure, where the soul goes!
Our minds, cannot judge, what only God knows!
So, we cling to hope! Cling to hope! The rock
that made us fall, became our stepping stone!

Precious in our heart's, like a promised rose!
Knowing that, what we clearly see, was once
invisible! Faith, gives us different eyes,
then what our flesh shows! Still, there's a looming
question, that I feel, I need to know! Are
they in the Father's keep, when they've chosen
just to fall asleep? For, weary, is the
soul, that keeps a score! So, they now ignore!

They feel good, believing in all...because
one way, seems too small! With eyes turned in, they
plot to win, what they could never hold! Yet,
up the road, He waits for those, with open
arms, returning home, exchanging putrid
rags, for brand new clothes. The old, becoming
new again, with childlike faith, pursuing
Him. A chance to celebrate, they awoke!

The journey, seems so wide and long, when we
place the focus, on all that's wrong! Why does
God wait and tolerate, while evil, lures
a crowd? We need to be reminded now,
God sees the one, who's falling down. The soul,
still blinded in the dark, He knows just how
to reach their heart! God sees them, on the road
ahead...and calmly guides them, till they're led.

Never forcing but giving little hints,
showing, the choice, is really up to them!
God's love, is gentle...and yet...strong! He knows
every heart, that will choose to belong...and
fills them with a brand new song, providing
the opportunity, for them to see
things, distinctly. A chance to stand, among
the wise...and sight to see, with different eyes!

Different eyes! Different eyes! Everything looks
clearer, in the Son's light! Everything is
dearer, with our heart's right! We left the scales
behind, no longer blind! We've got different
eyes! Everything looks clearer, in the Son's
light! Everything is dearer, with our heart's
right! We left the scales behind, no longer
blind! We've got different eyes! Yes, different eyes!