In this great year of our Lord, 2002, it's clear
That the great religions of the world have failed us, all gone to hell
And man, in his search for ever more of what never satisfies
Ignores the magnificence of the Creation all around.
We travel too far and too fast every day
Missing what matters and sustains,
The beauty of a leaf, a stone, a flower, a blade of grass.
How to stop, to turn around
To return to our true purpose
To reflect the love of the Holy Ghost
To let Her power impel the world
And by every thought and action,
Sing Her praise