In My Ears The Lions Roar In my ears The lions roar Around us Every moment, Every hour Trying over us To exert Their destroying power One lion roars Then another Loud, strong Around us pacing Hot breath in our face Watching, waiting Until a gentle whisper Taps upon your shoulder Soft at first Then growing bolder Its blazing light Reveals Christ's Full glory, Power, Controlling might As soon as they sense This Almighty Prince That very second One last defiant roar emitting They cringe They cower In their lower station more befitting So do not give in To floods of tears Those overwhelming fears Over everything Christ wins His armies He will send To bring to you A restful peace As in His loving embrace He will settle His sheep, That Lions' Master, In a restful, safer pasture!
Original Creation Created in the image Of the only One Not any human being Stamped with God's likeness His very form Down deep into your core That was the original purpose For us To walk, talk, be Like the Holy One of Israel But instead, We turned toward Our own fleshly shells Following selfish desires Turned against those Lofty golden spires Of His heaven So now today He fights To win us back From our own evil, selfish ways Of which there seems to be no unending lack So in the Now of Your Today Turn, Return To following that love's song That original romance With your God that was intended (He will not be offended) And while you still have a chance Join in His Eternal, Universal Dance!
For All Believers If you say you believe In that sacrificed Savior Guardian over our behavior Then never speak His Name In public Will you not be subject To a more severe form of God's Judgement? I believe we will A Great Commission Instructed each believer To instill In all of a lost world God's instructions Guides to inclusion Or exclusion From His Eternal Paradise We will be like that watchman On the wall Hearing in our hearts God's call Yet not warning others of the dangers Not doing the watchman's job Failing will bring to us both a great cost To all will be the extreme loss Of an eternal foreverness In God's Loving Presence As the prophet Ezekiel wrote 'Their blood will be on our heads'
Ezekiel 33: 6, 8 But if the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet to warn the people and the sword comes and takes someone’s life, that person’s life will be taken because of their sin, but I will hold the watchman accountable for their blood. …….8 you do not speak out to dissuade them from their ways, that wicked person will die for their sin, and I will hold you accountable for their blood.
Faith My faith is all I have To carry me To the other side Before I leave Before I die Large, monstrous That great gift Given so we may sift Thru all life’s pains Knowing, at times, It will cause major rifts Between us But even God Himself said As He walked, talked And eventually bled I come not to bring peace But a sword A man’s enemies Will be his own family So do not be discouraged If in your own life These words come true For I have seen & known Never will He leave you Never will He forsake you God forever His promises will keep Even as you slumber Even as you sleep!
To Trim God does not waste words Nor does He mince them Away with the useless fat Of words will He always trim Saying what He means For He is unable to lie Upon His words you may depend Or someday may be required to die When He says don’t Do something He means it So forever leave it That thing & don’t do it! His words are there To bless you Although at times They will most certainly Test you But still in that deepest part Your innermost heart Allow them to caress you!
The Cell Alone And in my empty cell I try to find the words To tell Of Your Great Beauty You come to me Across a dark, dampened floor Only the light on Your Face Helping my soul to soar Over & above Whatever life’s tomorrow May hold for me in store So, Whatever prisons you Must face Only on our Christ’s Loving face Will you be allowed to trace The strength, courage You will need For your songs to sing Of this Prince of Peace This Heavenly King as upward toward His Heavenly gates He alone carries each soul On the Purest of Glory’s wings!