Solace
A world in chaos
Precious souls torn
To pieces
satin's influence without
Restraint
Where is safety?
Only in One Name
Comfort, comfort
My people
You have said before
Today we could not need
You any more
Come, Lord God,
Come
This Easter weekend
We celebrate your death,
Burial & glorious resurrection
To save me from
My imperfections
And our great fall,
Our horrible defection
Away from Your Grace
So thank you
Lord God
For the precious blood
That was shed
Running brightly red
On that one & only day
That brought to us
Through a cruel cross
Your Solace!
What’s Happened?
What's happened to that fire?
That roaring, scorching roar
A fire so strong
Those rising flames
Redemption at its core
Sadly,
Today it sounds a whimper
That fire now burns much dimmer
Than in days of long ago
Did it seem then any simpler?
No!
then as is now
Christ never tried to
Simply please the crowds
Instead of praise
He only earned
A darkened funeral shroud
On a fateful Pentecost
A Spirit's fire was loosed
Bright, burning above their heads
Seen as to more clearly teach
Their God's eternal truths
So let's catch hold
Revive, rejuvenate those flames
Boldly denounce all worldly shames
So we may free ourselves & others
From satan's violent chains
Everywhere
God is everywhere
Even when you breathe
He's filling that air
Not just in any one location
He's in the place you are
If you wish for a quickening
Then inside of yourself there
Must be a great awakening
But,
We must show up first
If we truly desire to see
The Living Spirit's outburst
Wherein we daily live
Completely back to God
Ourselves must we give
Put God first above everything
Let us put aside distractions
Large houses, faster cars, money
Entertainment, useless possessions
Lusts from a world so broken
Of your soul do not give
Your only Creator
Just a few small, paltry tokens
If we give Him our very best
Then God for us will do the rest
So this will be our greatest test
As first we must
Return to Him
Then He will return to us
To heal our sins’ ugly scars
No matter where you are!!
Miracle
What would cause
A god
Of any kind
Rich, wealthy
Most sublime
To step
From His perfection’s
Heaven
To literally
Slum
With us?
This was no impulse
Done with intent
A driven purpose
Such a love
Beyond robust!
So this is the miracle
For us!
That one so
Wondrous
Of beauty,
Power
Would step
Down
To save us
From a most dreadful
Hour
For without this
Miracle
Only a place most
Terrible
Awaited
So do not
Hesitate
Accept what
Christ
Longs to give
A better
Fate
Life
With His
Beauty
Into
Infinity!
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