How mighty Russia is persecuting innocent people |
The peace of this small neighbourhood, is shattered as the door caves in As masked marauders seek with guns, the criminals that hide within But they find no deadly drug baron, Nor killer, or rapist animal But a grey-haired lady, small and frail, in terror as she beholds them all At gunpoint then her hands are tied, and her walking stick cast to the floor As she is marched by mighty men, to the waiting van outside her door Her heart skips wildly and her breath is tight, as she is bundled roughly inside Her dignity and rights of law, are swept away and cruelly denied And across the town there sits a girl, with kindly, smiling joyful eyes A teen who spends her youthful zest, bringing hope and joy to other lives But little does she know this day, that her future days are to dwell Not in delight and dancing halls, but in a dark and lonely prison cell And elsewhere stands a local hero, a man so honoured by decree Acclaimed by peers and politicians, as a citizen of kindly deeds Yet on this day, he is torn away, from his family who are left in tears As this father and devoted husband, is imprisoned now for seven years Who are these ones snatched by the state, and treated so unjustly Held without cause or consideration, and despised so bitterly? They obey all laws and pay their dues, and love their neighbours when they can And share a hope of a future bright, even though their hope is banned They are young and old, black and white, and gathered from diversity They wage no wars, won't steal or lie, but treat all people with dignity For their crime is not of violence, nor abuse, or fraud or robbery But of being Christians and trying to show, Christ-like love to you and me And what of those who terrorize them, the land where this grim drama is set That mighty nation, so paranoid, that it considers them a threat This pretender to the throne, bedecked in red and white and blue Is a jealous king who hates the ones, who, to Christ their King are ever true But as they languish in prison cells, awaiting justice from the King The one whose commandments they obey, is smiling down and proud of them For their hope is not in men of law, nor international decree But their just and loving King, Christ Jesus, and in God- Jehovah's sovereignty Dedicated to Jehovah's Witnesses, persecuted, banned, and imprisoned unjustly in Russia |