In the beginning was the Word
It was there from the start.
Many think it foolishness
To me a work of art.
Questions all the answers
Uncovers things untold.
Glides us through our troubles
The pages first in bold.
Weaned from the milk
It then offers meat.
Fattens the bones
Eliminates defeat.
Brings down strongholds
From their lofty heights.
Restores and delivers
In it there is might.
Not to the hearers
The doers they are told.
The contrite ones hear
To them it will unfold.