THE DAY THAT JESUS WEPT

By Charles and Richard Preston

The heavens filled with smoke

signs of evil from below

man destroying man

a devastating toll

God's children have been taken

long before their prime

senseless acts of violence

for reasons hard to find

The angels watched in horror
as the devil cast lives into the wind
Exploding glass and fire from hell
crumbled the mighty twins

Tears fell upon the streets of Glory
As upward the black smoke swept
The innocent rose to meet the Lord
yet on this day even Jesus wept

With outstretched arms He took them in
their bodies were battered and bruised
And Jesus wiped away their tears
In an instant their souls renewed

Why dear Lord they asked of Him
How could this have come to pass
So many lives, so many friends
consumed within the blast

Your souls are now in heaven

empty shells remain below

there is no end to earthly violence

but here are the streets of gold

 ©12-5-2001