A Letter from the People of the Cross to ISIS 

The world is talking about you

Your apocalyptic dreams and spectacular sins

Are now awakening the Middle East

In your Holy War, come to Holy Ground

Come, children of Abraham come

The People of the Cross gathers at your gates with a message

Love is coming after you.

Like a rush of wind grazing over the Pacific

From hills of the mount of olives to the desert winds of Jordan

From the cedars of lebanon to the silk roads of the East

An army comes.

With no tanks or soldiers

But an army of martyrs faithful unto death

Carrying a message of life

The people of the cross

Comes to die at your gates.

If you won’t hear our message with words

Then we will show you with our lives laid down.

For every throat you slit and every woman you rape

For every man you burn and every child you turn to dust

 

There is blood on your hands brother

 But Come Brothers Come

 

Come with your bloodstained hands,

Come with your eyes full of murder for the people of the Cross,

Come lay your guns and your knives at the foot of the Cross

A love that is overdue and overwhelming

Breathes through your cities

Though your sins are like scarlet

They can be washed white as snow

Though you call yourselves servants

He will make you into Sons

Where can you run from His love?

Even the darkness cannot hide you

 

Come Brothers Come

 

There is the sound of a rushing rain

To remove your sins and bind your wounds

You die for your god but our God died for us

The King of Kings comes to be the sacrificial lamb

Slain on the altar where we should have been

Jesus Christ, Isa Al Masih

Walks through the Middle East

 

There is forgiveness tonight oh brother

There is healing for your sins oh brother

We are no different.

Apart from Christ, we are no better than the worst jihadist

Christ has been crucified once. and for All.

To make sinners like you and me into brothers

Even you.

Even now.