The Year of Our Lord Lyrics

In the beginning there was God

It was God or it was something

Or maybe there was nothing at all

It's hard to believe

But maybe part of it is real

Let's assume, there's a God but not The Fall

A voice out there in somewhere

Confident, sincere

Echoed in the darkness

Loud enough for all to hear

Loud and clear

"It's the year of our Lord!"

Then something sprang from nothing

It was summoned from the void

A universe was spoken into life

An unmoved mover

Inspiration running wild

Breathed, then turned on the light

While everything was flowing

It called forth the human race

It shared with us consciousness

Accompanied by grace

And we appeared

It was the year of our Lord

But this God isn't perfect

Yeah, It's learning as it goes

Expectations are high, heaven knows

Power without limits

Doesn't mean it's always good

But this God is trying, and it shows

In suffering there's progress

Though that can be hard to hear

The DNA of creation

Is in each and every tear

When every year is the year of our Lord

A God of understanding

Yeah, I think this God is woke

And it hopes we learn to wake ourselves

A God who values blackness

A God who loves what's queer

A God whose love overwhelms

Some pray to God the woman

Some pray to God the man

But God is more complex than we can ever understand

It will be clear

In the year of our Lord

In the year our Lord

We'll find out that where we're going

There's no pearly gates but just an open door

In the year of our Lord

The choir's always growing

And we'll join in and sing forevermore

And everyone you know

And those you haven't met

That history remembers or that history forgets

Will all be here

In the year of our Lord

In the year of our lord

I think we'll all want for nothing

Everyone may stay young instead of old

No economy in heaven

Nothing's made of gold

I think that's a story we've been told

But galaxies are flowing

To a distant point in space

Maybe the unmoved mover is residing in that place

We're drawing near

To the year of our Lord

In the beginning there was God

It was God or it was something

At the end there will be God or something still

The whole of creation

This violent, holy place

Maybe it's all bending to some will

Now I'm no expert, and on that we can agree

But I'm a part of you, you know, and you're a part of me

So have no fear

We're in the year of our Lord