Swallow Whole

You cannot walk on water,
But better, you can ski;
To Jesus your new motor boat
Would be a mystery.

The film techniques we’re using
Would be beyond his ken,
Though many are confusing
The minds of foolish men.

You cannot dance on rivers,
You can’t drink wooden cross;
But you can think you sinner
And swallow whole self-loss.

Laws of nature can’t be broken,
But human reason dies
When mystic mist emotion
Says dead men can arise.

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