Easter’s Tree Easter’s tree Sat on a hill Of death & blood But not even satan’s evil Could stop the scarlet flood Of God’s forceful love From showing on That day Formed as he was Like us, of the clay Still was He God’s seed, His Only Son On that day That wooden tree Was transformed For all to see The flowering of God’s heart So from the start For us, that tree Remains our life’s Victory!!
185,000 Very long ago On a righteous throne King Hezekiah Of Judah reigned He gave all his praise To the one true God And to only His Name But from the northeast Like a ravening beast Came an evil king, Sennacherib of Assyria Was his name For death & destruction Great was his fame In faith, King Hezekiah Prayed to the one true Lord of all Received an answer to His most earnest call Thru Isaiah the prophet God said, “He will not enter this city Or shoot an arrow here He will not come before it With shield. . .” Later that night In the darkest of lights God’s angel With a powerful roar Was sent to destroy 185,000, Warriors all, Strong & tall Died that night By God’s hand Jerusalem was saved Not one soul inside her walls Was sent to an early grave God will do the same For you, for us We just need to have Faith & learn to trust His ways Read, learn to look Inside that most Glorious book, Scriptures to help you Your enemies defeat & at your feet No matter what they are Doubt, fear, persecution Pain He will destroy Down they will all lay & in your time, your day 185,000 warriors For you, God will slay!
Wake Up, Wake Up, Wake Up!
Wake up, wake up
Oh, Land so graced
Our hands should
Be raised
Higher, higher
Each waking day
to praise
God’s name
In the middle of
All struggles & pain
Greatly blessed more
Than the rest
In your past you
Have withstood
Intense trials & tests
Yet today
You are falling
Failing the most
Important struggle
Of all
You no longer listen
To the call
Of your God
Weak leaders talk only
of prosperity & God’s love
yet somehow forget to say
He’s also our judge
as we worship mostly
our increased wealth
satan again is using
his deceitful stealth
to blind our eyes
our hearts, our minds
to believe his greatest lie,
he & sin no longer exist!
So wake up, wake up
Oh, church
Again, I raise a cry
Look toward heaven
Let’s raise our hands
As we all breathe a sigh
For renewal
Plead for revival
Here in this land
Of physical wealth
It will be our only
Hope for our survival!!
Not Little He makes the Robin sing The honey bee buzz Old men cry And babies laugh Forces the sun’s Blaze with fire & sends the moon’s pale glow at night not one of these things is ever out of His hand or His sight! Knows every black hole And every giant star Every planet, every comet We are able to see Only from afar Holds a vast universe In one hand But we as tiny, So limited man Really see only this dirt, This earth! He Forces great nations To rise & then to fall But, from the Human heart Still hears the slightest, Smallest call For that is where It starts! Within the Human heart Life starts & Ends Not in the wind But in His breath His Spirit Living within! Knows your Every thought Every care, Every smile Every tear So never, ever Have a moment’s fear That your Living, breathing Powerful God is not always near! He is not small He is not little He will always Rush to hear About your life The pain, the strife You live in God is going to win Eternity belongs to Him And so do you If you will only choose!!!
On Fire
Burning cross
On a hill
Your voice
Rings out
To tell us still
Of a Savior’s heart
So full of passion
And fire
Never will Christ stop
Or ever tire
Of pouring His love
Upon this earth
To light His
Glorious fire
Within His church
So his family
May lead
Darkened hearts
To see
Their Savior
On a burning cross
Seeking to save
All & every of
The eternally lost.
Chokehold It has me by the throat It sneers then gloats Slithers & slides Tightening its grip Around my neck, My heart, This Chokehold Teaching, always reaching To infect, detect My weaknesses It infers, deters Pulls, cajoles Will it never let go? No, it will not. If I wish this to stop, I must do it myself Stop this lusting, Discontinue the trusting In the consuming of Mere things, junk How many material Possessions Does it take to make One happy? While others starve Do I really have to be At the heart Of the world’s party? So I am trying to let go Guard my only soul Feed it As I try to resist Materialism’s temptation And shun the world’s Blasting horns.
SoulSails 