I sit and watch the water flow,
Like glistening gold the sun reflects.
I don’t know where the creek will go,
Which path in life that it selects.

Maybe it flows into a lake
Where many creeks choose to combine.
The different path that each will take
Before they all come into line.

Perhaps this creek will just…

I tell a story, sad but true,
You might not want to hear,
About a man who died for you,
And paid a price so dear.

A loving man who cared for all,
Was turned on by a friend.
Who kissed then stood to watch him fall,
The story did not end.

For he was whipped then crucified,
Upon…

Long ago on a starry night,
Especially one star shining bright,
Which shone to wise men from afar,
Those three they watched that burning star.

And from the East they came to West,
Along the road which they knew best,
To a city and not an inn,
Just a small stable and food bin.

And in amongst the…