Throes of Passion

When ignorance like darkness overtakes us
We ignore those in the throes
Of passion
A love for something that turns you
Upside down
The throes of passion
A begging of the heart
For more
Besides the excellence that guides
Us to all that is good
The spirit of the holy god
Without him
The darkness overtakes us in our
Elegance
An elegance of the heart
Wanting more
No more to the throes of passion
For there will always be more
And then a withdrawal
When that which amazes you
No longer stops you in your tracks
Goodness then takes us
The only truth
Is that which exists
And in it's existence
We know ourselves
To be what we are
Oh heroic soul!
Guide me past this place
With the goodness of the above
Leading me less astray
Every day
The price has been paid
By our maker
The price of faith
Is the task of our suffering
To realize the fear and the love of god
Go hand in hand
The spirit gives all that is good
While the flesh beckons
Like the land of the dead
Those who were deaf to the light of life
And in the darkness
They were pushed farther away
From the children of the light
Those who God has taken
In the hands of God
We are taken
With the choice
To perish
Or to be reborn
In the majesty of our faith
The majesty which is the glory of God
Inside each of the faithful
A gift of spirit
Received to free you from the fear
Of the godless
Make no false gods
Oh heroic soul!
False gods we have made of this place
The worship of love forgets the task of faith
To fear nothing but God
And love everything through him
The sweet fragrance of salvation
Impeding the darkness
The trite which has fallen by the wayside
An ignorance lost
As the above suggests we lighten
Our load
And make no false gods
Saying this is the goodness
Here it is
It takes up your time
Without the perfection
Of your mind
Redemption
From the throes of passion
Passion will always let you down
Like the clouds raining
The particles of our mind
Upon the earth
So let go of the earthly passion
And your worship of these things mankind has designed
Nothing is good
But God
And nothing is sacred
But that which brings us closer
To the living truth
The living God