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His Children

by Brian Francis

In the name of children and the name of God
Let those hollow souls who've betrayed you
Be cast away upon the ground and trod
Ground into the dust and blown in the wind
Those Judas priests and unholy Bishops
Those betrayers of all that Christ intended

As we praise the glory of His name
Receiving blessings - gifts of heaven
Touched by His ever-loving grace
His healing caress is given

Reflections of Light in the darkness are seen
Rays of hope in a murky twisted mindset
The taint is not on the robes of God
But instead, on the hearts of the intervening
Instead, in the voice of a false prophet
The shameful fate of that dishonored apostle

And still to praise the glory of His name
Comes easy even from a wounded soul
That familiar song wells up from within
holy of holies and that awe of God
tears can come and fall again
celebrations of once more living


Posted on 10/05/2004
Copyright © 2024 Brian Francis

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 10/05/04 at 09:25 AM

'tears can come and fall again celebrations of once more living' yes, 'As we praise the glory of His name'.

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