Winchester Cathedral stands so grand,

a symbol of faith, a sacred space,

built by man to some great plan.

Stone and glass give testament to mans’

toil to understand the godly grace,

Winchester Cathedral stands so grand.

But made for God? Or made for man?

In time and space too vast to trace,

built by man to some great plan.

Can we detect a guiding hand?

Or merely just a grand façade?

Winchester Cathedral stands so grand.

Within its halls, the congregation stands.

Ambitions hidden within the stone and glass,

built by man to some great plan.

And though what’s sought is not at hand,

a certain comfort falls within its space,

Winchester Cathedral stands so grand,

Was it built for God or Man?

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Winchester Cathedral stands so grand,

a symbol of faith, a sacred space,

built by man in some great plan.

Stone and glass give testament to man’s

efforts to understand the godly grace,

Winchester Cathedral stands so grand.

But made for God? Or made for man?

In time and space too vast to trace,

built by man in some great plan.

Can we detect a guiding hand?

Or merely just a grand facade,

Winchester Cathedral stands so grand.

Within its halls, the assembly stands.

Their vaulted ambitions thus displayed

With history etched in every strand,

And though what’s sought is not at hand,

a certain comfort falls within its space,

Winchester Cathedral stands so grand,

Was it build for God or Man?