Persecution – An Anthem

The persecuted in an anthem,

Their lives shine more brightly

As holy waters poured out freely

Abundantly upon a large altar Rock

Place of lasting honor,

Names as banners held up high  

Names written in silver and gold

Stars as jewels by each pulse with vibrant life

Wind of the Spirit catches them as a sail on a sky ship

Lifts the recorded names very high

Even those souls from unknown places,

Villages and farmlands easily forgotten

Jungles and grasslands from distant nations

Mountains and deserts rarely seen,

Tiny corners of huge sprawling cities

Where Satan rules,

Where darkness pretends to reign supreme.

Wickedness covers itself with religious robes

Tramples the gentle ones

Crushes the tender, humble hearts beneath stiff boots

Even as seeds forced into the hard ground

Dirt kicked, spat upon and worse.

But a new world rests within each one

“Seed of Promise” within the body seed just sown,

Heavenly hands work the difficult soil

Scrape and till the ground

Water the precious seed,

“Breath of Holy Fire” upon them all,

“Love stronger than death”, a holy angelic chant!

Then, songs of worship rise from the Earth

Meet countless angels high above

Together a chorus, a dance in eternal celebration

Triumph in life that is true life.

A roaring river as loud thunder moves deeply through the earth

Leaps and rushes out through the highest mountain

Up into the very heavens,

High above heaven and earth.

The moments of suffering forgotten,

The Hand of Eternity wipes away the trace of every tear,

The trace of every drop of righteous human blood once shed.

Sent to us by the author, Gary Bertnick.

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