When I hear this myriad of voices, judging others and casting stones
I feel a need, an ugly urge, to add to it my own
But as each person opens their smooth and slicing mouth
We see a heart’s hidden agenda silently pour out
Even those who say we love God and His word and ways
We tend to seek our own and do not speak with Love’s pure grace
But if I am to actually make a real change
The thing I must change is how I see each one’s face
If I look in your eyes and see division and doom
The thing I am missing is real love for you
Because this I know to be completely true:
If He came for me, He came for you, too
And if He came for you, His heart is ablaze
With a jealousy much stronger than rage
You see, you are His beloved, a child formed from His hands
Whether you believe it or not, His love for you stands
He’s jealous for you like a groom for his bride
As a serpent deceives her to run from His side
Will I choose to forget that you are His own
That you were created for love, to be known?…