We’re made in the image
The Message expresses,
The Good News attests
That we’re formed out of sod,
That we’re made every one,
Every daughter and son,
Every wandering one,
All the faithful and funny,
The thin and the brawny,
The fearful, the hopeful,
The cloudy, the sunny,
The sinning, the grieving,
The brave and the stumbling—
We’re made in the image of God.
Health care not fair don’t care too bare
Leaving out the poor
The children and the elders
Like mountainous boulders
Come crashing and crushing
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