God has found you 'neath the tree
Where fruit's so sweet and joy is free!
Come along to yonder fields-
Allow your mind to fly and yield.
There really is a peaceful "source"
From which the river runs its course.
Pay your past no never-mind
(Follow Christ, leave all behind.)
Eternal Spring is in the air-
Escape upon a wing and prayer.
Like the roe who skips about;
Rise up now - to sing and shout!
~penned by lynn foust
