Painful Sorrow

Painful Sorrow


I feel painful sorrow
As I look upon the decay of the Earth.
The sight of corrupt nations falling…
It hurts my heart to gaze downward at the people.
And I feel chaos grow in cities,
With faith in the Lord forgotten and ignored,
I feel such painful sorrow.


I feel painful sorrow
For those who rebel at the sense of God.
They hide in the darkness,
Refusing to see past their shell of anger.
Listening closely to Satan’s whisper,
Searching in the gloom,
Trying to find something to fill their emptiness.
For they are doomed to suffer
Smoldering in Lucifer’s realm.
I feel such painful sorrow.


I feel painful sorrow,
But I discover hope.
I can distinguish the soft glow of soldiers
Shimmering with their armor of light.
These are the bought individuals
Who carry the flame of the Spirit.
They walk the among the shadows
Recovering souls of the lost,
For they see the painful sorrow.


I feel painful sorrow
For the lonesome warrior.
Seeking others with the holy blaze,
But they only perceive isolation.
You are not alone young believer,
There are secret guardians among you.
The army of God grows steadily,
You are never alone.
God will relieve our painful sorrow.


I feel painful sorrow,
But I need not worry,
For there is a constant unseen battle.
The Angels are always on guard.
Fighting off the disgusting deceitful demons,
They lovingly protect the Lord’s children,
And encourage those who have been wounded.
They are the generals of God’s military,
Softly lifting the painful sorrow.


I feel painful sorrow,
But I will not give up.
For I am one of may Christians
Who has been given a quest by Jesus.
I will join the others,
And we will continue our journey together,
To find and save the ones who stumble
And pull them from the void.
We will conquer this painful sorrow,
We will win this war.