There is a book for which blood flowed
Surely you know: persecution always followed
Who ever sought to bring its translation about
Was hated for the words that would come out
The evil ones sought to stop its publishing
Knowing the hatred its truth would bring
So they tortured many in its Holy name
Brought their days infamy not fame...
Shame upon the masses that agreed
To kill all who sought to spread the love
God's blessed word was to be brought out
Many wanted; needed to hear that glad shout
Hearts sought refuge within the blessed pages
Translated with much foresight but sin pervaded
The others were happy to hide away the truth
Wanted to continue in their human ways
Did not want to follow God: followed man instead
Ah the ruin: to which many were led...
Martyred for seeking to lead the way
Even to this very modern day...
No comments:
Post a Comment