Hide it under a bushel?

Hide it under a bushel?

by Joel Howard

"Why do the nations rage and the peoples plot in vain?" Psalm 2:1, ESV

In a dream a woman said to me

Upon seeing the prayer or word on my page

"You're going to erase that, aren't you?"

And she proceeded to attack, persecute 

And rage against me in front of her peers

And the crowd, scoffing, huffing and puffing

And I had shyly complied

I had shyly turned aside

In our shame, we shift the blame

In our pain, we hurt others

In our rage, we imprison brothers

In our sadness and anger

We can't forgive one another

"There's no space for you!"

"Who do you think you are!"

"Don't you dare!"

"Get back in there!"

And in our anger, we lie

And in our shame, we push back

Easier to make them die

Than for us to look inside

O! O the rage of the nations

Against the Son of Man

Its starting now, its starting now, friend

Choose your side, fill your oil inside

May our lamps burn bright

As we now face the night

Hide it under a bushel, no!!!

I'm gonna let it shine!