On a Desert Isle
Don't disregard my answer.
Don't roll your eyes.
Because if you had my faith,
it would change your life.
My God is my item
I can't live without
I know it's cliche,
and don't think I don't doubt.
But everytime I think of a world without Him.
I'm lost.
I'm scared.
Is this a love song or hymm?
For he is my love song,
the one without end.
Amen!
Amen!
I say to you this:
To whom do you go when you are sick?
Your mother and father I assume is true.
I go to my parents:
A Virgin and a Jew.
For my God is eternal and human alike.
He knows me better than my earthly mother,
Protects me more than my earthly father.
I am not trying to convert you,
to insult you,
to hurt you.
You've asked a question and my answer is such.
I cannot live without my faith.
It supplies my hope.
It gives me grace.
And if nothing else on this earth is mine.
I will live with the Lord forever on my mind.
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