Rhema

“I don't read it as a historical book. I don't read it as, "Well, that's good advice." I let it speak to me in other ways. They call it the rhema. It's a hard word to translate from Greek, but it sort of means it changes in the moment you're in. It seems to do that for me”. Bono-Rolling Stone, October 20, 2005

I love the colors of black and white
I know the difference between wrong and right
Ah, these words, oh these words, they speak to me

There are no gray lines in this life
I can see through the darkness with this light
These words, oh these words, they warm my soul

It’s only rhema
It’s my choice to understand
It’s only rhema
It’s my right to lend a hand
It’s my will to live by the meaning within
And find all ways to eliminate sin
There’s no disclaimer, it’s only rhema

Time has passed yet these words still live
We’re blessed to know what these words can give
Oh this message, oh this message, is so clear

So I’ll read them over and over again
Wherever I am, whatever shape I’m in
Oh these words have more power than gold
And somehow they keep me, under control

It’s only rhema, it’s my choice to understand
It’s only rhema, it’s my right to lend a hand
It’s my right to live by the meaning within
And find all ways to eliminate sin
There’s no disclaimer, it’s only rhema

It’s only rhema
Only rhema

© 2006 Island Estuary Music Publishing, Inc.