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Steps
Category: God’s Love
Community
Community Life is not just about me Or you & you It is about all of us, This whole frail planet of dust One large community In this we must believe, trust My country & also yours Every one, small & large Bears the terrible scars Of an enemy’s lies Seeking to tear down, destroy About this he has never been coy Plainly wishes us to end & all his battles to win Masquerading sometimes As an angel of light (he does not easily give up the fight) Lies, kills, deceives All to bring us to our knees In searing pain Railing against God’s Holy Name Before his strength does wane As he knows it for certain will So our joys he seeks to kill And our salvation steal But, If as one we will all follow The One whose name Is forever above all If we answer Christ’s call Then assured is satan’s fall & his power rings most hollow So, let all believers agree to be One united world-wide community That standing together no matter the cost We all will assuredly see Our loving Christ’s glory & victory!!
Maybe Your Last Chance
Maybe Your Last Chance Written within the world’s Greatest Book Are words of Life & Glory Everyone should take a Good hard long look Read of the complete & Honest truth of Man’s story Words that explain our Existence But unfortunately There is a dark side to All of this light Because try as hard as We can with all of our might Never can we save ourselves We are not capable of Pulling ourselves out Of our depravity We cannot be our own god If that is the role you seek For that designation We are much, much too weak It took God’s own act of kindness To pull us out of all the darkness From a golden throne of glory Christ died alone in agony, sweat & blood To change the outcome of our eternal story So today while you can take One more breath & your heart still beats Do not let your ancient enemy Steal, defeat or cheat You out of your one last chance While for you it is still Today Begin a complete fresh new start This Moment give Him your whole heart None of us knows how many more Of our heart beats are left Death awaits at every step & after that, THERE ARE NO MORE SECOND CHANCES THERE WILL BE NO BACKWARD GLANCES
In A Crowd
In A Crowd Must I shout out loud In the middle of this Moving, teeming crowd If so, Then here goes The main message: God Loves You Repent For the Kingdom of God Is At Hand Today!! He is so at hand That even now He stands At God’s right shoulder Just waiting Now is our time to be bolder As His great time approaches! It encroaches Upon all of human history For it truly is the world’s Greatest story To gather us all back home But unfortunately, There are the some Probably very many That will refuse to listen So among those to be saved There will be great attrition But today is also our day Still are many to be saved So use your voice, believers Do not be silent any more For this is our glory, This job, this chore To bring more back home, So they too may also be the achievers In God’s Love-Filled Paradise!!!
To the Core
To the Core Muddied, bruised, Now rotted to the core To renew, revive, re-create This shell’s old life Truly for us is an impossible chore It would take a Miracle Needed is more power Than mere humans possess Only hands with greatest strength to bless Can raise from the dead Words more powerful than mine Would surely have to be said Only God can revive from From death’s deepest sleep All and any forms of life This earth may hold or keep With Loves’ greatest power Purest eternity’s showers And our abiding Faith No longer will death ever again Be able to cause anyone to weep!
A Potter’s Clay
A Potter’s Clay Once soft & compliant Lying now Resistant, hard On a cold, sterile ground in broken shards pieces of shattered clay, damaged jars Then comes those Potter’s Hands Warm & ready Full of good plans They reach out to lift And return to brokenness The challenging gift Of to serve a purpose Adding water to soften A dried-out skin Once more He slowly begins to win A softened compliance Using His own Strength & Will Slowly is He able to fill Restore to a fresh new life Each worn out, damaged pot From the roughened, sharp edges He may receive bruises, a few cuts Lose some drops of blood But in the midst of His pain Will come forth a deeper flood Of love, mercy, compassion For the brokenness He repairs So now with newly scarred hands He removes a crusty dirt’s thick layers Revealing at last a clean new creation Returning to it an original beauty & of its dark uselessness, an ablation!
