Chosen

Can I speak of God and fail to see
Mangled corpse on empire’s built


Chosen means for me and mine
Despair for you in God’s good time
For you are so unlike me
The Son of Man would slaughter sheep?

God shall never deal the blow
To strike down mine…I know
That’s not His hand at all
I know the truth, you don’t

My God will lead the troops
There will be no salvation for you
By His hand we shall rout you out
And stand victorious, as you lout

Only then will you know that death
Fulfills your purpose on earth
The chosen have prevailed again
As passion subdues I see your pain

You are so unlike me
Still your children weep
The Son of Man could slaughter sheep
I speak of God and fail to see

Mangled corpse on empire’s built
In His Name?