How does God see my neighbour?
Does he see with worldly eyes?
Is he deceived by worldliness
By son of father the lies?
So then would wise my friend
To imitate our God
Who knows the truth of all things
That have come of above?
So what then of father
This father the lies
Are not the mere appearances
That I’m asked to leave behind?
So then do not all the wise men
Set their minds on things above
And judge not by mere appearances
But by the love of God
So these see my neighbour
In faith I may believe
By faith in truth that he of God
That our God had once decreed
So then within us one and all
There lives the love of light
Yet many are seekers
But few are who find
For still judge with worldly eyes
And die not unto themselves
Thus wise are not born again
Do not know that all is well
So wise men die to seems true
To mere appearances the lies
And thus wise are born again
With truly loving eyes