| The CROWN of CHRIST - Understanding the Times in the Light of Scripture |
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| Thank you, Tycho Brahe |
Chorus:
Thank you, Tycho Brahe
We've come to see it your way
Instead of seeking E.T.
From the Father we will learn
We know Christ has all power
He rules the earth this hour
It's the Holy Ghost, not gravity
Who makes the heavens turn
Our eyes do show us clearly
That the heavens proceed yearly
As they are turning daily
About our solid earth
The sun and the moon have reasons
They mark the times and seasons
They function as a calendar
Which is their very worth
Old Galileo's dreaming
Was humanistic scheming
With Copernicus and Kepler
Who idolized the sun
Their theories lack persuasion
Against pure observation
When facts replace their fantasy
Real science has begun
We won't rush to be disputin'
The famous Isaac Newton
But his useful calculations
Are treated as if laws
We agree that unseen forces
Hold planets in their courses
We call it active Providence
So God gets our applause
Now men like Carl Sagan
Are ever more so pagan
Trusting chance mutations
Saying earth is lost in space
When we read the Holy Scripture
It requires a different picture
For the earth is terra firma
While the sun runs in a race
(Can be sung to the tune of "Goodbye, Mrs. Darkin"
by the Irish Rovers)
Thank you, Tycho Brahe
We've come to see it your way
Instead of seeking E.T.
From the Father we will learn
We know Christ has all power
He rules the earth this hour
It's the Holy Ghost, not gravity
Who makes the heavens turn
Our eyes do show us clearly
That the heavens proceed yearly
As they are turning daily
About our solid earth
The sun and the moon have reasons
They mark the times and seasons
They function as a calendar
Which is their very worth
Old Galileo's dreaming
Was humanistic scheming
With Copernicus and Kepler
Who idolized the sun
Their theories lack persuasion
Against pure observation
When facts replace their fantasy
Real science has begun
We won't rush to be disputin'
The famous Isaac Newton
But his useful calculations
Are treated as if laws
We agree that unseen forces
Hold planets in their courses
We call it active Providence
So God gets our applause
Now men like Carl Sagan
Are ever more so pagan
Trusting chance mutations
Saying earth is lost in space
When we read the Holy Scripture
It requires a different picture
For the earth is terra firma
While the sun runs in a race
(Can be sung to the tune of "Goodbye, Mrs. Darkin"
by the Irish Rovers)
