The Ways Of Men

I wish that the ways of men
Were the same as the ways of God
How is it so our thick little hearts
Leave the narrow path for the broad?
Leave the narrow path for the broad?
We could fly on the wings of eagles
We could see with the eyes of love
We could laugh with a childlike lack of concern
For the world would have nothing to fear of
But fear, we have plenty
And countless are the ways that we deceive
A peace can be heard on the breath of each morning
By evening the widows will grieve
By evening the widows will grieve
So sing sing the song for the ones who mourn
Light a candle for the world war torn
Find hope in the Lord if your soul is worn
And say a prayer for the ways of men
Say a prayer for the ways of the men
Oh, you wandering souls
That are huddled against the harsh wind
It does no good railing at the evil gale
Men have died while the devil grin
Men have died while the devil grin
So take courage, you pilgrim kind
When the good that you do is mocked
For the day it will come when the proud will fall
And the ground that they walk on will be rocked
And the ground that they stand on will be rocked
Sing sing the song for the ones who mourn
Light a candle for the world war torn
Find hope in the Lord if your soul is worn
And say a prayer for the ways of men
Say a prayer for the ways of the men
Sing sing the song for the ones who mourn
And say a prayer for the ways of men
Say a prayer for the ways of men
Say a prayer for the ways of men
Say a prayer for the ways of men