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
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!!!
A world screaming In my ears Loudly, Systematically A world In love with Itself
Evil, crude Carousing Capable of Many fierce desires Arousing
Until That light Comes pulsating Gently pushing into your life At first maybe small Then larger Of tension Most rife
At odds with A world's narcissistic Evil Christ steps Sometimes roars Against Those strange dark Messages Around your heart Voraciously they soar
So, Tune out the Broken world Tune in Christ His brighter More benevolent light Follow His Gentle more Holy path And fall back into His wonderful, less selfish Loving Eternal Grasp!!
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!!
Everyone goes through A Dry Season Feeling without a reason Getting drier, drier Stress, sorrow, pain Roaring, growing Higher, higher
Emotions, the body Like dry, dead leaves Dry, dead limbs Will this dry season Ever, ever end? In the middle of the dark No answer comes Perhaps in this Season only is Found true faith In Heaven’s Only Son
In the middle of shallow waters Full of only sludge Life’s sharp, hard rocks Oh, for a moment Please, my next words Do not me begrudge
Reach up for Christ!!
Always is found His glorious light In the middle of our darkest, Most wicked earthly fight He will provide always Sunlit, crystal shining waters His provisions reach deeper Every heartbeat Exceeding all other worldly offers
You will bloom again Christ will help you Grow in faith through this Dry season No matter, the pain, The strong wind blowing This dry breeze in Never will He leave you, Never will He forsake you God’s love is still there Heaven still deeply, deeply cares!
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