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!!
As I grow older I feel myself slipping Away But As I lift my eyes This will suffice In Your Presence To now live Later, To share in Your Eternity’s Paradise!
Simplicity
Just You and me
Sky overhead
That's all I see
Pleasant to exist
Like this
Thank You
For this treasure
At your right hand
Your eternal pleasures!
Praise You
Lord Jesus
Praise You!!!
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
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’
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!