God Was the Idol

God Was the Idol

There was no Virgin Mother in the place
Where I grew up
In the country side

There was no manger in the barn
Where I grew up
In the country side

No wise men came to visit in the house
Where I grew up
In the country side

There was no harlot in the town
Where I grew up
In the country side

There was no Judas in the tree
Where I grew up
In the country side

There was no cross on the hill
Where I grew up
In the country side

There was no Bible in the church
Where I grew up
In the country side

God was the Idol in the land
Where I grew up
In the country side