Black Eyed Sceva - Confirmation Day Lyrics
Twenty five white robed students walking under narthex structureFile past the priests, butterflies in stomachs empty from a pre-mass fastCandles in hand, take front row seats.Twenty five infant christians at the altar called to confess what they believeCameras flash and mothers cry, can they se a new light in wide eyesFrom their overflowing pews on this Easter Sunday eveNo howling wind no tongues of fire back to our pew we retire.to an ovation so loud from the standing room only crowd.Three years go by and the question's raised, just who is that God you praise.Finding the line ain't so fine between going to church and being savedThis is my confirmation dayThis is my confirmation dayThis is my confirmation dayWe should all be serving the same GodShouldn't we?We are not all serving the same GodAre we?