In the beginning, God created heaven and Earth.
The Genesis birth, free and clear from death's curse.
He's manifest in every creation made,
Traveled the globe before its foundations were laid.

Seven days calibrate the ways, shining like sunrays.
Let there be light, separate from the shade.
Darkness was night and light was day—it was the first day,
Supernaturally made in mysterious ways.

Second day, divisions of waters from waters,
A perfect plan set into place by the Heavenly Father.
Planted the seed, the first tree rose up on day three,
Took root and grew the first green thing.

Let there be signs and seasons, and days and evenings, and
Stars and planets that circulate with secret reasons and meanings.
Do you recognize what the devil's disguised?
You want proof of the truth, then exercise your eyes.

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Creation is proof we are created.
Life's design is far too complicated.
Creation is proof we are created.
Life's design is far too complicated.

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Fourth day, sun, stars, planets like Mars,
A moon to satellite and spin like rims on cars,
And galaxies that spark fantasies of far away mysteries.
Everything's a parable, an eye inside the Trinity.

And parallels abound abundantly,
If we got ears that hear and eyes that see.
These patterns swarm like things with wings,
And creatures in seas and things that seem to spring,
Like they're attached with strings.

He fingerprints our genes; His cosmic blueprint sings,
Just like a bell that rings—enter the King of Kings.
Can you dwell inside the hourglass in which He brings?
By five days, the Bible tells us He created these things.

By the sixth came things that creepeth
Beneath the deepest regions you can think of,
And each a link of species that's unspeakable in makeup.
These sequences don't break up—creations' time to wake up.
Evolution was just made up.

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Creation is proof we are created.
Life's design is far too complicated.
Creation is proof we are created.
Life's design is far too complicated.

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Man was born from the dust, formed from Earth's crust,
With bones like bolts and nuts, brains and blood and guts,
Engrained with God's trust, Adam lived with one touch,
Dominion over all and paradise he clutched.

Carried the crown of the Kingdom, master of creations,
Multiply the Earth and gather fruits and vegetations,
Excellent inventions, Eve was the completion,
Rested on the seventh, declaration of perfection.

Planted the garden with one rule and one warning,
One tree was forbidden, one star was the morning.
Enter the dragon to start the upheaval,
The serpent, who's shrewdest, the root of all evil.

This man and this woman, temptation was given,
For their bad decision came sin and division.
It's not just a story, historic exploring,
These facts often floor me—to God goes the glory.

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Creation is proof we are created.
Life's design is far too complicated.
Creation is proof we are created.
Life's design is far too complicated.