Narnia Songs (I)

Mine are the first feet to crush
these tiny blades of grass.
My world is old and weary,
this world is young and fresh. 

It’s shimmering and glimmering
and laughter’s in the air.
A new world has appeared today
and beauty’s everywhere.

Out of the darkness
starlight has shone,
out of the emptiness 
a world has been born. 
A world has been born,
a world has been born.
Starlight has shone and
a world has been born.

But something isn’t right here. 
There’s evil in the air.
A knot is in my stomach
and although it feels unfair

I can’t deny the lion’s words:
this evil came through me.
I defaced this painting,
I poured poison in this stream. 

Over the brightness
a shadow has fallen,
into the fruitfulness
death has now come.
Death has now come,
death has now come.
A shadow has fallen and
death has now come.

But hope cannot be killed off
in the presence of the one
who sang this world from nothing
and whose plans can’t come undone.

So listen to the lion’s words:
plant a tree and eat its fruit.
The head of evil will be crushed,
though it will bruise the lion’s foot.

Into the shadows
sunlight has shone,
out of defeat
victory is born.
Victory is born,
victory is born.
The sunlight has shone
and victory is born.