I was raised on the old hymns, John three sixteen
Stained glass pictures of faith
The shepherd and the giant, Daniel and the lions
Three Hebrew boys in the flames
The coat of many colors, and walls falling down
And the Red Sea becoming dry ground
I believe every line, every word
I believe every story I’ve heard
And written on the pages is the truth of the ages
And it’s changing me
I believe
It’s wise men and angels, blind Bartimaeus
A thief, and a traitor’s kiss
A walk on the water, Jairus’s daughter
Five loaves and two little fish
A lonely garden where Jesus prayed
Sunday morning when the stone rolled away
I believe every line, every word
I believe every story I’ve heard
And written on the pages is the truth of the ages
And it’s changing me
I believe in the message of mercy and grace
That tells of a Savior Who died in my place
I believe every line, every word
I believe every story I’ve heard
And written on the pages is the truth of the ages
And it’s changing me
I believe
Oh, I believe
