Adam, Where Are You? by Don Francisco
Adam, Where Are You? by Don Francisco

Adam, Where Are You?

Don Francisco * Track #9 On Forgiven

Adam, Where Are You? Lyrics

Unashamed and naked
In a garden that has never seen the rain
Rulers of a kingdom
Full of joy never marred by any pain
The morning all around them
Seems to celebrate the life they've just begun
And in the majesty of innocence
The king and queen come walking in the sun

But the master of deception
Now begins with his dissection of the Word
And with all of his craft and subtly
The serpent twists the simple truths they've heard
While hanging in the balance
Is a world that has been placed at their command
And all their unborn children die
As both of them bow down to Satan's hand

And just before the evening
In the cool of the day
They hear the voice of God as He is walking
And they can't abide His presence
So, they try to hide away
But still, they hear the sound as He is calling

Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, where are you?

In the stifling heat of summer now
The gardener and his wife are in the field
And it seems that thorns and thistles
Are the only crop his struggles ever yield
He eats his meals in sorrow
'Til he sinks in to the dust whence he came
But all down through the ages
He can hear his Maker calling out his name

Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, where are you?

Though the curse has long been broken
Adam's sons are still the prisoners of their fears
Rushing helter-skelter
To destruction with their fingers in their ears
While the Father's voice is calling
With an urgency I've never heard before
To come in from the darkness now
Before it's time to finally close the door

Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, I love you

Adam, Where Are You? Q&A

Who wrote Adam, Where Are You?'s ?

Adam, Where Are You? was written by Don Francisco.

Who produced Adam, Where Are You?'s ?

Adam, Where Are You? was produced by John Thompson & Shane Keister.

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