There Are Many Herods
There are many Herods
Yes indeed
There are many Herods
Poisoned with greed
They are an envious lot
Best to be forgot
Longing for the sky
Coveting God’s throne on high
From the stars
Dealing scars
See the children die
The moan of the drone
Flesh burned off the bone
A smell of hell
Nothing is well
These many Herods
They are not near
To hear the desperate cry
These many Herods
Living a lie
They have no fear
As they are a world away
They dance and play
And curse with scorn
As the world does mourn
But yet in each generation
A baby is born
A champion of salvation
Inwardly torn
Dancing the reds
Singing the blues
Saying what needs to be said
Preaching good news
There are many Herods
History tells of them all
There are many Herods
But they all shall fall
Beaten down by the rod
Of the Son of God
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