My Heat Aches

My bold heart aches for this generation.
Knowing full well that there's salvation.
The worldly blinders funnel their vision.
To mock the fact that He has risen.
Heart strings used, twisted and played.
Emotions fired up and bent their way.
A great deception of pure misguidance
Will test our souls with utter defiance.
The knowledge of ages and times old
To many delicate believers are untold.
Questions arise and insults thrown.
Because to our flock answers not shown.
The greatest tragedy my heart endures,
Our elect know not, their hearts unsure.