When God held Jesus in his arms.

When Jesus ascended the heavens
As pure as a god in his eyes
And god meanded his wounds and
Allowed him glorious light
He looked into his eyes
And said child of the many
You will be my equal
And loved like half a penny
And given two sweet wings
To fly among the angels
As humble as the earth itself
Hosting doves free birds
And as your path is strengthened by the harking of your thoughts
You'll become ascended master
To live among the stars
So when man looks to you
In faith and hope and glory
Be gentle with your message
For it will be the greatest story.