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
I may have nothing left But only whispered prayers Solitary Receiving glancing stares Still somehow I move forward
Tediously, One foot in front Of the other I feel the words Behind my back As they gather Outloud and/or In the silence
Satan Demons Their cloud forms But, Words can crush A soul, You know
Yet Another cloud Rolls down From above Made only of Pure light Cleared for Human sight If you desire To see
I clap my hands In glee In joy run forth Christ steps Out To walk His Usual course
With only one smile Raises his hands Words from between His fingers fall To water all Earth’s dry, parched Corrupted lands Bringing New Life!
So follow His Brightened, Light-filled words Glistening on The path ahead To find your Holy God And you will Have done your duty Fulfilled your sacred job!!
He went out onto the streets For it was always His Original Intention The lost to save and to seek
Sure, in temple courts He did indeed also teach But let it be known That Christ also Walked the streets Where the lost, the blind, The lame Were never beyond his reach
So take Him out there For church walls cannot Will not Were never meant to contain, Our King of Glory It's always the same story Remember, Man-made walls were Never made His words To imprison Death could not stop His Strength, Love or Grace For Jesus is alive His has eternally arisen!!!
Idols, Idols Everywhere I look, I stare Turning my head I can see Enticing, me To Believe In their goodness What a mess!
You have yours I have mine They’re hard to let go Hard to unwind Most of the flesh To understand Not such a great test Power, Money Material Possessions Sex At time, they can lead To extremes of regret
In love with ourselves We run, we fume, we struggle At times, in singles Or often in doubles We collect, we hoard Then grasp We should feel insecure Nothing down here really Lasts
Reach for the eternal, A Holy Immortal God Please, oh please In Him learn to trust He desires to love us! His blessings They can be known So, don’t stand out in the Dark, all alone Reach for wisdom And take yourself off The idol’s throne!!
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