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John Roth had a heart like flame |
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He believed all souls were loved the same |
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He packed up his hopes |
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And his family and moved to |
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OhioThere in the deep, dark wilderness |
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With a newborn son he soon was blessed |
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Raised him up in the ways of the old prophets |
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Named him |
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Isaiah Roth |
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Do no harm, shed no blood |
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The only law here is love |
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We can call the kingdom down |
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Here on earth |
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Beat your swords into plows |
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Don't be afraid, |
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I'll show you how |
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Lift your eyes to the skies |
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All is holy here |
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The forest people soon came near |
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His message to the red children clear |
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We can build the peaceable kingdom here |
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In shadow of these trees |
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They planted oats and beans and maize |
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They planted their hearts in the dirt of that place |
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And they learned to speak of hope and grace |
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In the language of |
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John RothDo no harm, shed no blood |
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The only law here is love |
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We can call the kingdom down |
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Here on earth |
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Beat your swords into plows |
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Don't be afraid, |
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I'll show how |
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Lift your eyes to the skies |
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All is holy here |
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When Isaiah |
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Roth had just turned ten |
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He was workin' up in the loft again |
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He looked out and he saw eight white men |
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Come ridin' up that day |
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The men called out from the deepening glade |
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Saying, "Ya'll come on out and we can trade" |
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The forest people walked out unafraid |
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With smiles and open hands |
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The white traders lifted up their guns |
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And shot them down, each and every one |
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And the Eden that |
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John Roth begun |
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Lay bleeding on the ground |
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Do no harm, shed no blood |
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The only law here is love |
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We can call the kingdom |
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Down here on earth |
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Beat your swords into plows |
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Don't be afraid, |
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I'll show how |
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Lift your eyes to the skies |
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All is holy here |
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Now the world has aged by 50 years |
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The Quakers came and settled near |
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Old Isaiah |
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Roth still preaches here |
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That the greatest law is love |
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Now some people say it's all a scam |
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Just the ravings of some old man |
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But Isaiah |
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Roth says he still can |
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See Eden on the hill |
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Do no harm, shed no blood |
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The only law here is love |
