When all the universe was formed and tossed into an empty space the will of God meant this to be a perfect, lovely, gentle place. REFRAIN: Why? Why have we changed it so with war and hate and greed to blame? Why can we not find a way to make a gentler world our aim? When moon and sun were thought and shaped and stars were cast across the sky, the will of God meant lovely things should never need to fade or die. Refrain When flowers bloomed in Eden's bower where lamb and lion together lay, the will of God meant peace to reign where war and woe could not betray. Refrain When all the world was made at last with beauty, joy and peace to spare, the will of God meant all good things to live and love and prosper there. Refrain