Not In His Name

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic


 

On the streets of the infidels, where the churches toll unholy bells

He pauses to survey the ungodly mire

His breath comes fast and short, as he grips the pull cord taught

to visit upon them god's own holy fire

And mothers smile, and children play, unaware on this deadly day

that this man is buying Heaven with their lives

So he stares into their eyes, with a hatred born of fire

Unleashing hell in exchange for virgin paradise

 

But our Father who's in Heaven didn't ask that

For the Psalms, the Prophets and the Gospels, they all say the same

That we should love our neighbour and forgive our enemies

So, justify it any way you like, just don't do it in God's name

 

Now there's a mighty Superchurch down in Alabama, and the pastor there he'll cleanse you from your sin

He'll cure your cancer and make you well, grant you success, save you from Hell, if you drop your divine dollars in the tin

But if you ain't playin ball with Mr Holy, and his fiery sermon fails to make you well

Then instead of blessed health and wealthy endeavours, he'll leave you to barbecue in good old hell

 

But our Father who's in Heaven didn't ask that

For the Psalms, the Prophets and the Gospels, they all say the same

That what we received so freely, we should share without a profit

So, justify it any way you like, just don't do it in God's name

 

There are men who thinks it's divine to violate children, and to use the western “whores” for their own desires

And they claim that they're the instrument of Heaven, and that sex can be used to cleanse, just like fire

Yet the very books they use for validation, speak of kindness, love and God's own mercy mild

And they denounce the hypocrites who cry “defilement”, when they themselves, when abusing are so defiled

 

But our Father who's in Heaven didn't ask that

For the Psalms, the Prophets and the Gospels, they all say the same

That there is not a man among us fit to pass a judgement

So, justify it any way you like, just don't do it in God's name

 

As the flags of nations unfurl for the warzone, and the cries of freedom echo through the spree

Both combatants boast of weapons of hell's fury, that will burn a city from all memory

And both sides will claim the right, that they are the just ones in this fight

While the children trust in them to set them free

 

But our Father who's in Heaven didn't ask that

For the Psalms, the Prophets and the Gospels all say the same

That if we use a sword then God himself will cut us down

So, justify it any way you like, just don't do it in God's name

 

So don't you soak His name in blood, and don't you sell Him to the poor

Stop your wars and your vendettas, cause He's not with you any more

And He don't recognize your flags, cause they divide His unity

He uses persuasion, not invasion, and He gives his love for free

 

Yes the Psalms, the Prophets and the Gospels all say the same

They clearly cry the same

Justify it any way you like

Call it anything you like

 

But don't do it in God's name!

 

"The hour is coming when everyone who kills you will think he has offered a sacred service to God. But they will do these things because they have not come to know either the Father or me" - Jesus Christ


Submitted: November 03, 2021

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