1st Heartbeat

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1st Heartbeat


It's like I was supposed
To be Yours
From the first heartbeat
Created by You, for You
And through You
To share in the Glory
The Life, the Energy
That flows from You!

Praise You, Lord God

So lift up holy hands
Join in His flow alone
That guards our hearts,
Our homes, our land
Because
Only upon Christ's cross
Can anyone ever begin to take
A firm, Eternity’s Stand!!

Golden Cross


A Golden Cross

A cold day arose
Over a cross of gold
Never was one so sublime
Throughout all
knowledge of our history & time
But for only this one slice of a day
Would be it allowed to hold full sway
Over the Son of God

Even through all our jeers & our taunts
His holy purpose we could never daunt
Bearing all our hatred,
Toward heaven he raised
A face so bloodied & so gaunt

But even then,
Was our Lord able back to win
from the depths of dark satan's clutches
The glory of our precious souls
So that at last & in the end
We an infinity could live within
The brightness of His Holy Glow!

The Remedy!

The Remedy

A world,
My own country
Awash with
New, old corruptions
Causing all these
Unfamiliar disruptions
To marriages 
Governments,
Our born and unborn
Children

Perverting, wasting
Lives
Why oh why
Will we not accept
The Remedy
Stares us in the face
Instead of listening
To our foe, that
Ancient enemy
We destroy ourselves
With disobedience
Ingest contaminated
Ingredients
From a satan so devious
He rains filth 
Upon our heads

I pray for my country
That I love so much
Our money states
'In God we trust'
Then let's do that
Return to Him 
He will return to us

So let's arise,
Wake up
Give our best, strongest
Thrust
To save as many 
As we can
As Christ holds open
With His own nail scarred
Hands
The gates to His Eternity's
Promised Land!

Bustin’

Bustin’

Massive, unstoppable
Almighty, 
Owner of an 
Entire universe,
Our home,
This earth
Powerful enough
To stop the dirth
Of Your own Spirit
Inside Your beloved church

You come
In all Your glory
All Your power
Double edged sword
In Your mouth
Let there be absolutely
No doubt
You will be 
Bustin' down 
The very gates of hell
So in this rhyme
I will say,
Let me tell
No one, nothing
In all Christ's creation
Will stop Him
Or Heaven's celebration!