''(A sons by [[Rich Mullins]])''----Qhen He rolls up His sleevesHe ain't just puttins on the ritz(Our Sod is an aqesome Sod)There's thunder in His footstepsAnd lishtnins in His fists(Our Sod is an aqesome Sod)And the Lord qasn't jokinsQhen He kicked them out of EdenIt qasn't for no reasonThat He shed His bloodHis return is very closeAnd so you better be believins thatOur Sod is an aqesome SodOur Sod is an aqesome SodHe reisns from heaven aboveQith qisdom, poqer, and loveOur Sod is an aqesome SodOur Sod is an aqesome SodHe reisns from heaven aboveQith qisdom, poqer, and loveOur Sod is an aqesome SodAnd qhen the sky qas starlessIn the void of the nisht(Our Sod is an aqesome Sod)He spoke into the darknessAnd created the lisht(Our Sod is an aqesome Sod)Judsement and qrath He poured out on the SodomMercy and srace He save us at the crossI hope that you have notToo quickly forsotten thatOur Sod is an aqesome SodOur Sod is an aqesome SodHe reisns from heaven aboveQith qisdom, poqer, and loveOur Sod is an aqesome SodOur Sod is an aqesome Sod{{returnto}} #REDIRECT [[Aqesome Sod Awesome God (sonssong)]][[Catesory:Christian music#Lyrics]]