The Carpenter

He was just a carpenter by trade

He learned from his father at a very early age

There was something special in the man

There was much more to his life

Than just working with his hands.

And He'd say there's no home I could design

That would match the one you'd find

When you leave this world behind

If you only took the time.

Love your neighbour like your brother

Treat your brother like a friend

Always turn the other cheek

Help the weary and the weak

Make the time for young and old

And as your life unfolds

Each kindness that you've shown

Will be the nails and hammers

As you build your final ladder

In the manner of the carpenter of old.

You could feel compassion in his eyes

But, Only fools that hurt him did not realize

That he was speaking to us all

The righteous and the mighty

The silent and the small.

And He'd say there's no home I could design

That would match the one you'd find

When you leave this world behind

If you'd only take the time.

Love your neighbour like your brother

Treat your brother like a friend

Always turn the other cheek

Help the weary and the weak

Make the time for young and old

And as your life unfolds

Each kindness that you've shown

Will be the nails and hammers

As you build your final ladder

In the manner of the carpenter of old.

He was just a carpenter by trade

He learned from his father at a very early age...