Black and White

Black was the lie thatÝ made us die.

Black was the sin that did us in.

Black was the hole within my soul

Black was the night where I had no sight.

White was the lamb who can save each man

White are the fields his planting yields

White was the light on the path that's bright

White is the stone where my name's made known.

The darkness cannot comprehend

Nor overcome, not put to an end

The glorious radiance of his light

It shines abroad to give us sight.

Anthony Foster

July 27, 2006