The Righteous Suffer No More

Jesus anesthetized
you
as the doctor
started with the knife,
He sang you a lullaby
of Heaven,
when the execution
began
for a minute he held
your heart in a calloused
hand
I know he trembled
he knew he did wrong
chopping you all up,
But, God has your soul
He will beautify it
wipe all of the blood
that surrounded your
birth
I know you have flown
with angels
will walk with apostles
Jesus pulls you
to Himself,
“Let the little children come unto Me.”
though we weep over your murders
Jesus wiped your tears away
with Him you make
intercession for the mothers
and doctors
your prayers are pearls
of forgiveness
you were once the smallest
of us,
now the wisest,
you console martyrs
of every age,
who cry,
“How Long?”
You Praise with seraphim
who cry day and night,
“HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
yours was a faith
without knowledge,
Christ held out His Hand,
and invited you into His Throne
Room
For you were already inscribed
in the Palms of His Hands
God wrote His Name on you,
and the Name of His City,
The New Jerusalem
then He named you,
and handed you a white stone
with a name no one knows,
except for you and the Lord,
gave you hidden manna
to eat,
Now, you will never hunger or thirst,
For the Righteous suffer no more.

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(image not mine)