They purposed to bring down the righteous land,
For oft it stood against the godless bands
It even dared to say God owned it’s cause
And leaned in simple trust on their Sovereign’s Laws
This humble grasp on faith and truth repulsed
The Lying Lords, who hatefully convulsed
And in their darkened genius hatched a scheme
A Coup d‘etat to expand their dark regime
Since Goodness is their strength we must seduce
To vilest passion, pleasure, adults and youth
Accost with gambling, vice and drug abuse
Thereby reduce their sense to light and truth
We shall not fire a shot across their shores
Yet bring them down as quick by moral war
We’ll flood their homes with dark images of light
That steal the fathers, leaving orphans in the night
We’ll set forth cultured liars who can spin
To replace the statesmen elders of the land
Asleep, the folks will vote for who will send
The largest grift, and programs without end
Through our drug of violence their youth will do harm
Till every house and hamlet they’ll disarm
Next, breed intolerance for anyone with faith
The last stronghold - Convictions, we’ll call ‘Hate’
No society, old or new withstood this scheme
But dissolved while in its hedonistic dream
No longer “brave” through personal piety
Now broke by sin, No longer “home of the free”
So leperous numbness deadened the national nerve
But a wakeful remnant, in prayer, clutched 2 words:
“But God” they read had intervened before
Where sin abounded, Grace abounded more
They prayed into the night in Jesus’ Name
And The Redeemer to His temple suddenly came !!
Dark Providences, unsought, came from His rod
As when, with whip, He cleansed the House of God
Tears of sorrow, cleansing, peace and love
Now grew into a flame sent from above
A mighty blazing army now burst forth
And split the night with flaming two edged swords
From Heaven gospel fire fell ‘cross the land
And set the millions free from Satan’s hand
Freed by faith in Jesus cleansing blood
Their hearts made white beneath the crimson flood
The nation now awash in Saving Grace
The devilish coup was quenched without a trace
What wicked hearts intended for our demise
The God of our Fathers used to us Revive !
Let tyrants, kings, and every man be warned
The God who from the dust did thee form
Will call thee soon to account your deeds and words
Be not cast into the pit with the Lying Lords.
Copyright 2010
R. Baker Hughes
Listen to Keith Green's song Rushing Wind