4th century BC
Plato
- Idealism — forms over particulars
- The Republic ethic: “God is not the author of evil”
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was lying in the dark,
Cold, and four days dead.
No voice on earth could reach me there,
No word that could be said.
[Chorus]
You called me out of the dark,
You called me, and a dead man heard.
There was no life in me to answer,
So the life came riding on the word.
[Verse 2]
I could not turn toward the light,
I could not lift my head.
The dead don't reach for anything,
They cannot want it, they are dead.
[Chorus]
You called me out of the dark,
You called me, and a dead man heard.
There was no life in me to answer,
So the life came riding on the word.
[Verse 3]
I did not know that I was lost,
I did not know the night.
A dead man does not miss the sun,
He never knew the light.
[Bridge]
The same voice that said, let there be light,
And split the dark in two,
Came down to the grave where I was laid
And spoke the morning through.
He does not call the dead to climb,
He calls them and they rise.
He calls the things that are not yet
As though before His eyes.
[Final Chorus]
You called me out of the dark,
You called me, and a dead man heard.
There was no life in me to answer,
So the life came riding on the word.
[Outro]
Out of the dark,
Out of the grave,
Out of the dark,
By the voice that came to save.
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