Down The Myestry Mountain where Travelers
loose their Way, Their I met the Voice of Wisdom Crying Night and Day Saying:
" They said You will never Know,
Till you walk up to that Man,
And You Look into his eyes of love,
And you touch the Nailprint in his hands,
And if you Can Walk Away,
Knowing all he has done to Prove,
That's when I have Say,
'I guess he did'nt die for You' ".