Spirit Of The Age (The Final Word Album Version)

Spirit Of The Age (The Final Word Album Version) - Michael Card

I thought that I heard crying coming through my door

Was it Rachel weeping for her sons who were no more

Could it have been the babies crying for themselves

Never understanding that they died for someone else

The voices heard of weeping and of wailing

History speaks of it on every page

Of innocent and helpless little babies

Offerings to the spirit of the age

No way of understanding this sad and painful sign

Whenever Satan rears his head there comes a tragic time

If He could crush the cradle

Then that would stop the 'cross

He knew that once the

Light was born His every hope was lost

The voices heard of weeping and of wailing

History speaks of it on every page

Of innocent and helpless little babies

Offerings to the spirit of the age

Now every age has heard it the voice that speaks from Hell

Sacrifice your children and for you it will be well

The subtle serpent's lying

His dark and ruthless rage

Behold it is revealed to be the spirit of the age

The voices heard of weeping and of wailing

History speaks of it on every page

Of innocent and helpless little babies

Offerings to the spirit of the age

Soon all the ones who seemed to die for nothing

Will stand beside the Ancient of Days

With joy we'll see that Infant from a manger

Come and crush the spirit of the age

We'll se Him crush the spirit of the age