Words of rancor and threats most dire,
And your attacks on all that I hold dear
And the intensity of your ravenous fire--
And I cannot forget your accusations
You make before my King day and night,
You see my pain overcome with elation
As my groans of agony climb and scrape highest sky.
With smiles of glee and unrestrained joy
You have long held sway over the lives of men;
You have manipulated them as children do toys
And mastered making enemies for me of my own friends.
Your legion of darkness destroys the beautiful
Feeding on the complete corruption of the innocent,
Making the world and all therein totally woeful,
And the evil men commit you never let them forget.
Beneath the massive boulders of all of my sin
You have entombed me amid my own tears and blood
With intent to never allow me to be free again
Having drowned me in guilt that descends like a flood.
But then a mighty King saw me helpless and empty
And with a word, He removed the burden of my sin
By taking it all on Himself, none remaining upon me,
When none else could, father, mother, brother, or friend.
His white robe, by His own blood, was stained red,
He stooped down to me and lifted me out from the mire,
"All that you were, from this moment is now dead,"
He said in His voice like distant thunder, looking into my eyes.
And shame kept me from continuing my gaze
Forcing my eyes toward the blood-covered ground
But with His strong right hand, my chin He raised,
"No more condemnation," He said, "for you were lost but now found."
In the King's shining face I saw no deceit nor any guile
And His every word resounded with the melody of Truth;
"Be faithful and you will rule with Me for all time,"
And His very Spirit entered me and made me completely new.
Then eyes overflowing with mercy and perfect love
In an instant became full of fury and scathing wrath
And a great sword emerged from His mouth in place of His tongue
And every future goal of my enemy lay before his feet, smashed.
The sword's edge was true and acute enough to cut all,
Even joints and marrow, even unseen spirit and soul,
And before my King the great dragon appeared to be so small
And ripped from his grasp was all from me he ever stole.
Then feet like burnished brass from the furnace
Stepped toward the enemy now on his hands and knees
Who knew his existence was reduced to only moments,
And I saw the dragon's head crushed beneath a regal heel.
Yet the dragon's lies stretched ensnaring man in its web
Having entrapped all children, women, and men.
But they knew not that by fear of indictment were they kept
And until their minds are renewed, by sin they were kept till then.
But in His own power, He immersed and fully filled me
While showing me those still mercilessly enslaved in the world.
"Go forth in power with the Truth that all can be freed,"
Then in my unworthy hand He placed His own gleaming sword.
And I went forth in the King's Name with joy I'd never known
To embrace a life of war and service yet kept in perfect peace.
Every resource of the King I was free to use as my own
And love for Him made me more than willing to decrease.
I looked back to see the broken dragon, defeated.
Only in his appearance was he fierce and frightening...
