Simple.

It really is a simple thing
To be a child of God
Trusting everything to Him
Or would you rather plod
Wading through religeous stodge
And trying hard to be
The bestest Christian that you can
For all the world to see.

All He asks is childish faith
He is your Father dear
Spend your precious time with Him
Drawing ever near
Things will change inside of you
Replaced by Kingdom love
It really is a simple thing
When you are hand in glove.