EVIL LAUGHS WHILE HOLINESS CRIES

Evil Laughs While Holiness Cries

What is this thing that turns the heart?

That makes the brightest eyes go dark?

That steals the innocence out of the soul

And makes the wealth of the world it's goal?

What is this rot that creeps in the garden?

That demands a life sacrifice and never gives pardon?

That uglies the beauty and disdains the sweet

While craving the worship and kissing of feet?

What is this wretched, wretched woe

That spreads it's death every where it can go?

That laughs in delight when a soldier falls dead

And howls at the nightmares that live in the head?

It is evil, pure evil, the bane of mankind

The destitute, driven, despairing and blind

Power of darkness, and Lucifer's ploy

To rid all the planet of it's solace and joy.

And while it laughs in the face of the dying

Holding onto the rope that it's ever untying

There is holiness here that is watching with eyes

And while evil is laughing, that holiness cries.

Cries to the Heavens for mercy and grace

For tears to be wiped from each sad human face

Cries for the homeless, the poor and the lame

Weeps for the wounded, the lost and un-named.

Holiness living and breathing in men

Who've turned from the evil and seduction of sin

Holiness falling from the Heavens like rain

To revive us and make us into His image again.

Holiness from God, that invisible thing

That flows from His throne and His unending spring

To the hearts of the people that from evil have run

To the arms ever outstretched and the love of His Son.

That holiness bids us to righteously live

And flee from the foolishness that evil will give

To reach out in mercy and touch in His name

To give Him the glory and evil the blame.

For that evilness came from a realm so dark

It killed all the love in Lucifer's heart

It turned his soul into stone and to pride

And all of his beauty and blessedness died.

And in God's face, he shook his fists

And his musical voice became a hiss

As he watched his pure light begin to flicker and dim

He laughed, "I'll take all of His beloved from Him."

And from that day, in evil's grasp

He's turned bright futures to blighted pasts

And men that love that hated lie

Have laughed with him even as they die.

But holy tears and holy cries

Can break through barriers to Heaven's skies,

Dispatch the minions that evil sends

And reach the cold, dead hearts of men.

For holiness is of the Father most High

The power and presence that no mortal can buy

But His Spirit gives freely of that presence and power

To the forgiven, made righteous, in the Earth's darkest hour.

We do not laugh now, our heads are bowed

We've been so humbled, we've appeared so cowed

We've hidden ourselves from the world and it's pride

While evil was laughing and holiness cried.

But one sweet day, the tide will turn

And the realm of darkness will blaze up and burn

And all that laughed then will be mourning, condemned

But holiness still, will be crying for them.

©by Voo

Feb 22, 2014

10:35 p.m.