SONG OF THE PERENNIAL CHRIST

 

                                    Many years ago He came
                                     To the hills of Galilee
                                     And told them, "You shall know the Truth
                                     And the Truth shall make you free."

                                    He strode the hills as God
                                    But they scourged Him like man.
                                    From the ruins of His broken form
                                    A brand new age began.

                                   He walked green, lovely India
                                   Ages earlier still:
                                   As Beloved Krishna
                                   He unfolded Divine Will,

                                   Teaching brave Arjuna
                                   To obey His every command--
                                   To travel the Road to God
                                   By taking a warrior's stand.

                                  In our own day His lovely form
                                  Has perfumed the world again
                                  As Avatar Meher Baba,
                                  Foremost among men,

                                  Who has finished the Journey
                                  All souls are embarked upon
                                  And descended to Creation
                                  For our sakes alone.

                                 As the ages roll on and on
                                 The Christ will never fail
                                 To hear our anguished cries
                                 And come to pay our bail.
                                 

       

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