U Turn
U Turn
Look around my Lord
it's not even thanksgiving
and people cannot wait
to celebrate Christmas in your name
"Not one stone will be left upon another"
and I know, that Santa Clause is a false god
and that heaven has her holidays
I don't know why we prefer all the others
I wonder if anyone understands
what I'm trying to say
the abomination of desolation is probably a cross
we we're told not to make idols
we should all put these things away
and there is no escape
because when you try and tell people this
your friends, your family, and the world
will become filled with animosity and hate
they'll even call you a false prophet
because they love the world and her ways
but they did not murder our Lord
because they loved him
and the things that he had to say
but because they preferred their sins
so love your enemies and pray
few accept the truth
even though it's what we crave
very few understand
even tyrants think they're saved
even though they take and take and take
heaven away
come judgement day
some will rise up to shine like the stars
others will find everlasting contempt
the blind lead the blind into a ditch that's
just around the corner I'm afraid
Copyright © Mark Beal | Year Posted 2010
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