It’s funny, they don’t allow Bibles in schools,  
Where young hearts and minds are shaped by the rules,  
Where knowledge is treasured, and wisdom should grow,  
But God’s Holy Word is kept out, though.

Yet behind prison walls, where the broken reside,  
Where hope feels distant and light hard to find,  
The Bible is given, its pages unfold,  
To those seeking redemption, weary and cold.

In a place where darkness has taken its hold,  
Suddenly, truth is allowed to be told.  
The same book that’s banned where the young should be taught,  
Is now offered freely where souls have been caught.

It’s funny, yet tragic, the way things are done—  
Keeping out truth where learning’s begun,  
But offering grace to those who’ve been bound,  
A flicker of hope where sin had them drowned.

Perhaps it’s a sign of the world gone astray,  
That we wait till they’re lost to show them the way.  
What if we welcomed His word from the start,  
And let the Bible shape every heart?

Created by
MarkWaldrop