(If God is dead who's this living for my soul)

He put flowers on the hills your cup he gladly fills

How can you turn around and say God is dead

But when your stories have all been told there's one thing I'd like to know

If God is dead who's this living for my soul

He gives us shelter from life's stormy weather gives us love to keep us together

Oh hen life gets like a ship on a raging sea

And when the stage of life grows cold somebody helps us to play our role

If God is dead who's this living for my soul

If my soul had windows I'd leave them open so the world could see

Those ugly scars upon the hands that cleft for you and me

There's the bridge you can cross if you will the toll was paid on Golgota's hill

If God is dead who's this living for my soul

If God is dead who's this living for my soul