How can you not believe?
when you see such stars above!
when the weary world revolves,
around this thing called love.
When the sun's in right position,
and gives life to all around;
when the heavens stand in glory,
in majestic, silent sound.
How can you not believe?
in a higher, greater, power;
that keeps the miracle of growth,
still budding like a flower.
When the rain and wind bring freshness,
to the earth and to the skies;
and we're blessed by Him alone,
as His truth destroys all lies.
How can you not believe?
that His Spirit's in our mind;
that His son will soon return,
and peace, at last, we'll find.