Because you are so devious

Like the sweet thoughts of love on a darkened and devious spirit.
(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline II. iii. 143)

Because your weapon lies there,
in your right hand in his left,
they all will laugh and smile and cry
and know that you are bless'd.

Because you are so devious,
you hid it there so all could see,
and hear and touch and taste and smell
the words of him who speaks.