Scripture my Hopes
Bilal Beg
I wanna know this world by foot, but I’m too busy with life.
I wanna know Abraham like a father and I’ll be the sacrifice.
I wanna know Jerusalem like the true followers of Christ;
Moses did not know the Promised Land, yet he was still granted paradise.
I wanna know what it's like to travel to heaven and back in one night.
I wanna know what it's like to stand in the shadow of Adam's height.
I wanna know love, I wanna know light,
I wanna know what it's like to hear the angels recite.
I wanna know the books as if they were written in my heart.
I wanna know what Noah felt when he was building up his ark.
I wanna know Moses splitting seas that part.
I wanna know the water waves upon which Jesus walked.
I wanna know the Sacred before man set out to change it;
I wanna know the scriptures in their original tongue.
I wanna know the Torah in Hebrew and the gospels in Aramaic.
I wanna hear the Psalms read in the voice of David.
I wanna know the prayer of Jonah in the belly of the whale.
I wanna know the prayer of Joseph at the bottom of the well.
I wanna know the prayer of John when they locked him in a cell.
I wanna know what would’ve happened if Adam never fell.
I wanna know heaven like home……
I wanna know heaven like home,
I wanna know Solomon’s throne,
I wanna know Goliath overthrown,
And I’ll be the stone.
And I don't want a crown;
I want a dome,
and pillars made of chrome.
I want faith to consume me.
I wanna feel it in my bones.