“Man of God on the Hill”

(Tribute to “Fool on the Hill” — 1960s era folk-rock style)

Verse 1
Day breaks soft and still,
And the Man of God on the hill,
Looks down through the mist of men who strive,
While their laws and crowns contrive.
But his eyes are clear and kind,
Seeing truth the world left behind,
For the wind of grace keeps whispering still —
He’s the man, the Man of God on the hill.

Chorus
And the world thinks he’s foolish and lost,
But his treasure’s not bought or sold at any cost.
He’s resting in the will of the Father above,
Wrapped in mercy, peace, and love.

Verse 2
He smiles though they never see,
What the Spirit taught to be free.
He walks not by the sight of men,
But faith that will never bend.
And though the city laughs him by,
He just watches the sparrows fly,
Knowing heaven’s kingdom fills —
The heart of the Man of God on the hill.

Chorus
And the proud say he’s dreaming still,
But his joy no empire can steal or kill.
He’s resting in grace beyond Caesar’s will,
He’s the Man, the Man of God on the hill.

Bridge
They chase after silver and fame,
While he prays in the Father’s name,
And though his sandals are worn and torn,
He walks with the risen morn.

Final Chorus
And the truth shines quiet and still,
From the lamp of the Man of God on the hill.
He’s foolish to men, but to Heaven he’s wise,
With the love of the Lord in his eyes.

Outro (softly, with flute or harmonica)
Free by grace, still and strong,
He’s been right with God all along.
And though the world can’t see His will —
Blessed is the Man of God on the hill.