The light shines out, but they don't want to see.
When they find out, they still don't want to be.
I say Your name, but I'm to blame, for
They don't want to hear.
I cry out loud, "Your Love abounds," and they go
But I know Your love is near.
I speak the truth but all they hear are lies.
I see Heaven's gates but all they see are skies.
Your Son that died for me brings a tear
I want to shout, "Holy!" but no, not here.