Dragonslayer Dragonslayers Are brave Coming only to slay The great fire-breathing monster His destruction he spreads Creating only dark dread Within the human heart Breathing out, creating Our end from his very start But There is a power Overhead That can bring back To life The dead Christ can create a Dragonslayer within you He will give you All the tools Meant to be used Not hidden away On a shelf So Rise up Go forth in His glory Name, Honor Power And take that strong Word’s sharpened sword Stop that evil’s discord And help Christ’s purity to live Within each heart to rise and soar!
How? How do You see Someone as small as Me But somehow You do & as I gaze up at You You smile down I am your creation, Your child Launched into paradise But by our own hands It became quite wild Restless, lawless Open rebellion Our great fall You tell upon The pages of Your Book Wandering lost In pain Why do we repeat Over & over again All that old evil All that old same So inside I must look For guidance For a better hinderance To my lost behavior & so, You gave me Your Son, my Savior Praise You Lord God! Return to me I will return to you So, each day I try to follow That my re-birth May be renewed!!
He Bends God knows every hair On every head Counts each green leaf On every budding tree Every sandy kernel on every beach He bends to fill within His Almighty hands Feels every heart’s beat & when each one does cease And we at last rest in eternity’s sleep Treasuring each soul in The palm of His hand Wanting each to reach up And return to His promised land So tell me not God is no longer Almighty This is a lie formed within Only a demon’s heart In Jesus’ name I command Such thoughts to depart For in my own spirit He has Come to shine Too totally & completely brightly!
Transported –To Wait Trembling, In this place I wait Promised, hoping, Told of a better fate Than any of the years, Or days, Down here Still I am determined To wait This level Is heavy Weighed down By much Painful at times To the touch It has been promised Though if I continue To look up Much better awaits A lighter level Of existence But for all my life here I will have to stay near In order to receive A Spirit’s assistance Which, of course, Depends solely upon My acceptance Light everywhere Will we receive Those who refuse to Give up Remaining in belief Purity, glory, Living righteousness abounds As we partake in the sounds Of the angels’ dancing praise!
Footsteps in the Dust Heaven came down To earth Each quiet, steady footstep In the dust Gives to each soul A chance at its new birth A fresh start Watching to reward Each beating heart With a different level Of existence Then Why, oh why. Does He even today Still meet with such determined resistance? Why do we prefer Our own cruelty To Christ’s love? Falling constantly On our heads, shoulders From skies above Showing no one favoritism His salvation’s glory contained in only three precious words He Is Risen!!
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