I ran from Him and hid
among the lost, with proud deceit.
I mocked His name and laughed at those
who'd kneel before His feet.

Until one day I understood
and claimed Him for my own,
and pledged to be a warrior
loyal to his throne.

The words within His teachings
became my sword, both sharp and strong;
yet, in battling evil in the world
it seems that I did wrong.

For the sword was meant to guide me
not to swing with all of my might;
And in using it in battle
of the Truth I had lost sight.

Yet, in the blindness of my rampage
I came upon a man
who had a sword just like mine
cradled in his hand.

When I urged him into the fight
He smiled and asked me "why?"
"You fool for the glory of our God"
was my ignorant reply.

Then motioning for me to sit
He showed me where I'd strayed,
And proved to me how in my hate
My God had been betrayed.

He talked with me 'til I understood
how the teachings were a song,
that would give me strength and guidance
in my heart my whole life long.

And in revealing that the secret
was in singing true to key;
so that others around listening
would want to sing with me.

He then rose up and walked away
singing his song to God.
And I soon up and followed
on the path I knew he'd trod.

There were others on that narrow path
to sing the song with me--
as we made our way back to the throne
singing true harmony . .

11/17/2012

Posted on 11/17/2012
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