Vicious

Awaken not Satan's vicious scorn,
A solitary wish thou ne'er err born.
Eyes to a soul’s obscure emptiness,
Within a confession of unbless.
Words to condemn a sinful heart,
From heavens grace to vacate a part.
The angels conceal a watchful eye,
To those that worship a sickened lie.
Sallied soul most assuredly will weep,
Shorn of grace withholding heaven's keep.
Ne'er err pique Satan's curiosity,
For thou wilst awaken the monstrosity.
Cleave to grace with all that is true,
Endow thine soul with enlightening virtue.