It is for this I long I sigh Not I That lives But Christ that lives Within me This gift Not from us It is Heaven's Holiest decree Comes about Thru submission On bended knee
So give God as much As you can He gave His passion's best To each woman Every man For this we should Do our best And Come To understand Without Christ's giving There would have been For us no taking And now In our today, Evil's hold On all our souls Has at last been Eternally SHAKEN!!
Fat cats, Fat cats Sitting all in line Meowing, screeching Even do they whine Look at me They groom themselves Do we not look So supremely fine
Spoiled are they Pampered No wonder they do not care To stray Here in this place They remain Remarkably so safe
But outside dangerous winds They blow Sometimes you must Face the cold winds For true courage To begin to grow
So step outside your comfort’s walls Harken to a truer call Follow a softer voice But it must be Of your own choice Again, step out A dark world in need awaits You just may be surprised Even a fat cat may be allowed To help someone through Heaven's shining golden gates!!
Crowds followed him around From every village Each and all the towns As He healed every disease They'd fall to their knees Before His face His special touch Hoping to receive
Not caring so much For the blessor As they wanted the blessing Later hung Him on a cross For upon their hearts All His Words were they Completely lost
Today don’t we do the same? Playing little religious games Do we really passionately Love our Christ His Spirit's truth, love, His light Reveling in His power's creative might But Loving Jesus involves obedience To His commands Courage to go against A lost, perverse world's demands Upon His words we have to, Must take a stubborn stand Even when it hurts!!
So prepare yourself To follow a different crowd Making a different sound Lifting up the name of their God Who upon this darkened dirt For a few short years actually did trod Suffered for us thru much pain, Injustice’s adversity
Today He still holds out His hands yearningly For you to follow the artistry Of His life's commands Taking your holy stand Against Those shifting sands Of a crowded but very lost Generation. . .
Matthew 10: 33 But whosoever shall deny me before men, him will I also deny before my Father which is in heaven.
34 Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword. (King James Version)
Follow me And with Those 2 words only Christ turns his back To start leading So I sigh It is my choice only Whether to Accept this task
Again I sigh Take a deep shaky breath Then I put one foot in Front of the other Look ahead Toward Him Where He is leading Other sisters Other brothers
Do I dare Does he even care? Of course he does He glances back Toward my way I've made a decision Here stuck In this spot I no longer Wish to stay
He has my heart
The course will be Dangerous This world for sure I will Not please It may even knock me To my knees But in his book It declares It will be worth it For After all, He, His Father, His Spirit They are the only ones Who are beautifully Gloriously perfect!!!
Perfect love, joy, peace Found only in His footsteps Only in His Spirit's realm May we perfectly dwell So with one last kiss I will wish this world well Turn my back on its Brightest allures And accept From my Master's Own nail scarred hands For all my darkest sins His wonderful, brightest Cures!!!
Unfeeling Unseeing Wandering On the surface Of an earth's spinning ball Not knowing at all That they are a spirit Immortal Capable of heeding Their Holy Father's Loving call
Unknowing, They are like beasts of the field Moving with heads bowed down Seeing sensing only A dirty, sin-stained ground Unaware That they are not just Physical But Spiritual Meant to spend eternity On a different level
Of all things existing In this vast, stunning universe Only have we, us humans, Been given a rare gift Created in God's image If only from the world's dirt Our soul's eyes we would just lift Made by You, for You Through You Lord God Adoni The Almighty, El Shaddai!
So become knowing Looking up Toward heaven's Purest skies To hear your Heavenly Father's Imploring, sincere cries Before it's too late To turn away from Your dulled senses And of Him, His Son His Spirit Become totally, purely Gloriously Aware!
This world is lost I wish it were Another way That such words No one could ever say
But Unfortunately It's true For us Me and you For in a Book Named Jude Words are written 'Hating even the Clothing stained By corrupted flesh'
Saved only by a Savior's Purest blood Through Heaven's gates Now it roars A cleansing flood Poured out From God's love Encircling our heads Shining above
So do not Turn the back Or you will feel The terrifying lack Of being allowed To be a kinsman Of the living Christ For only He can Give God's grace His glowing life And Save you from Eternal destruction