Dependent on what families are, the values seem to shift.
We must return, and then, re-learn what caused this mighty rift.
Man changed the standards they held dear, and fashioned it for time.
The problem that exists is this: we cannot make this climb.
The family has been re-arranged, much like this world, you know.
Values, they drift with each new breeze, with God the first to go.
If our values are mirrored by what we each do and say, Mistakes we’ll find as we proceed along this murky way.
A standard stands within itself; its walls not tainted by
Those passing by or climbers who would try to pierce the sky.
Ev’n our height is not measured by each one who’s around.
Its constant is the ruler, a stick to get us off the ground.
Another ruler, not so stiff, yet sturdy, just the same.
Our values must come from His hand. Jesus is His name.
The valuables of family life, a new decree now must be clear.
Let God control the channels of the values way down here.
Our values rest in chests of gold; a dowry of our past.
If we unlock and change those gems, our future will not last.