Towering Above And Beyond

Sometimes I feel so dirty Unworthy of a human body Sometimes I want to pray or preach Sometimes I want to hide out of reach Sometimes I want to cry like a baby In the womb, imagine I'd never been And how much happier I'd of been Never to of been born But life, life is here to be witnessed With Him and with all those others So here I am to listen and see Here to judge without judging Each witness has to have faith For faith is a plunging stone Raised up-to-be a mountain Above and behind a veil of clouds, Towering above and beyond, all flowers.