For the Torched Churches of East Texas

Gathered for worship Sunday after

Arsons match made disaster scene

Sadness, sorrow, lost is laughter

We walked burned spaces again



Stench follows where evil has been

Phonebooks still smoldering

Forever gone little reminders

who brought baby Jesus diapers



Level makes it fair, sets it right

From the butcher's meat market scale

To rival nations prone to fight

Hatred keeps us in unleveled hell.



Adversity is nothing new.

Since Adam and Eve shared the fruit

Have existed problems between two

is painful to see Sin lives in our root



We have been carrying rocks uphill

Hoping God would say how unfair

We continue to clean the spill

It only hurts because we care