Inspired by James 3

Words of Fire by Kate Lynn

Our Tongues produce words of fire..
What was meant for praise eternal,
We have let become Hell's infernal.
Insult to Insult, will we never tire?

In the quiet times we praise the King,
In the world, we conform to Evil's reign.
We insult friends, but ignore their pain.
Can we continue to ignore this horrid thing?

Satan, with words I've served you.
But no more.
Yet much more,
I will serve the One who's true.

To the one true King,
I give my heart and soul.
My tongue, words, my whole.
To Him alone, I will sing.