In the Arms of the Father

Recourse has intertwined my inmost thought,
Ever strengthening the quality sought,
Integrity so constant to begot,
True Faith that will prolong my bereaved lot

And soul must have finite reason to find,
Dwelling so deep within this inmost kind,
Against the erosion to my outer rind
Towards a life against those that will bind?

My Spirit resists unwarranted pressure
Attacks subtly on the good conscience pure
Withered the tree, left to corruption sure
Divinity yet, the only cure

God's light from truth shall come and I will find
My enemies abandoned principle’s kind
That in order for me to be free or bind
I must choose love or remain blind.

Sweeping their pragmatism defend,
Message of truth forevermore Godsend,
Reason and hist’ry will not condescend
Evilness finds no due course to mend

Evil battles in ways that will appall
It is no fault of my own now to call
Angels to provide aid to stop my fall
Righteousness to be preserved for all

So my true thought has led to freedom here
My soul has brought this recourse so sincere
For true action must not coerce my peer
So Faith, Love, and Charity endear

God in his mercy forever endure,
He has proven true justice to cure
Like a Father he has made me sure
That in his arms I am secure.