There’s lightning streaking across the sky
it’s God’s lighting you can ask me why.
Theres scientific theories given often by many
now challenging God so I wont have any.
His light is for me, he lights my way you see
that’s why I thank my God on bended knee.
When the day comes I will gladly walk with thee
ask yourself for you which way will it be.
The day God comes you’ll wish you were me