I hear them saying
You've just got to believe
Whatever's working for you personally
This is their brand of truth
I have to question a philosophy
What we envision is what God will be
There are so many paths up the mountain
That point to the top
All but one is a dead end street
Few find the narrow way that leads
(Chorus)
To the one brand of truth
To the one empty tomb
It is pure and simple
It is sure and strong
And I serve the one
Who is the Lord alone
And His one brand of truth
And so I ask you
Where your treasure is found
From where I'm looking
There is no middle ground
There's so many voices that whisper
Believe what you feel
The faithful man who will just believe
Wears the mark of a different breed
