Stools of Do Nothing!
In this country, USofA, Not all, But many Who claim To carry Christ’s name Do Nothing We enjoy our Comforts As we stroll, Cavort, In our prosperity As glaringly Evil grows, rises Stronger We have not stood against satan’s darkness He stands in jest Of our spiritual weakness Apathy As all around we see Our culture deteriorates It is time to Gird our loins As of old As the ancient Book has told Dress ourselves In God’s Protective Armor For the battle Does rage Each & every day If suffer we must To carry Christ’s name Then suffer we should To protect all that is good All good things flow From the Father Of the heavenly lights It is time for Christ’s American church to Join in the fight!!
SoulSails 