Celestial
A great army gathers
A trumpet blast will scatter
All tranquility
At its head, Your Holy Son
No enemy carries the ability
From this One to run
Each warrior is armed, braced
Swords, shields in place
Powerful & determined
Your battle plans, Lord Jesus
In Your book so holy
The words clearly do confirm and
Set forth!
So, beloved, while you
Still have a chance
As around this world, your life
You take a glance
Make sure you make the
Best choice
For to be on the right side
Of the sword
In your now, you must listen
To Christ’s voice!!
Easter
White rabbits & chocolate bunnies
All those warm, soft fuzzies
Pastel eggs hidden in green grass
Until a happy child makes
A joyful discovery of them at last
With loud, sudden squeals of delight
What a truly pleasing sight!
All dressed up in clean, bright clothes
All done for this day’s special show
Soft ribbons in the hair
New shoes, polished, & on the feet
& goodies that will not long
Be allowed in a basket to keep
Nothing wrong with these simple delights
God does not mind us
Enjoying all his blessings
But with many of these gifts
May also at times come a terrible testing
This day of Easter is really
About a sacrifice
Not to be forgotten
For all our joys & pleasures
Came at the cost of another’s life!
A bloodied cross, a broken body
An empty tomb
God’s love on display
Brought about all of the
Joys & pleasures of this day
Made us once more
Welcome in Heaven
Brought us back into
God’s loving arms
Safe at last from all of
satan’s cruelest harms
So on that most glorious day
Our eternal souls were saved
As Christ stepped back out
Into a world He owned
Eternity’s power rolled back
That oh so heavy stone
So you too will be saved
to step into His glorious garden
From your own emptied grave!!
Destiny
Glory shattered on a tree
But only temporarily
Lifted upward into an azure sky
Why oh why does this always
Give me the urge to endlessly cry?
Because,
It was perfect love on display
Selflessly giving itself away
And for us fallen creatures
His creation’s men
Did it only so a pain-free home
One day we would be allowed to win
Jesus dying in a horrible agony
Lifting His face to His Father’s Heaven
And seeing into this earth’s future
Thought of only you and me
With that last beat of His Loving Heart
Creating for us a higher, purer destiny!
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!
The Opportunity
Choices, choices
Come every day
From here and there
In close and further ways
Some on us are forced
But in a lot
We hold complete sway
Over our own choice
Small ones, large ones
But there is none more massive
Or more important
One in which we cannot
Remain at all just passive
The one that determines
Where our forever will be spent
For every person, every soul
On this revolving planet
This is a proving, testing ground
Your own choice for your forever
God will most surely grant it
He gives free will
Does not force His ways upon you
Most miraculously of all,
He will let you choose
To live with Him forever
In His stress-free perfected home
Or let you in a pain-filled, cold
And tortured darkness
Always and forever roam
So, you see,
Will you take this opportunity
To choose your own eternity
Today, tomorrow, the next day,
All these each are now your chance
You are allowed to make your own fate
Of pain without His face forever
Or between His shining pearly gates
In joy at last to enter His love’s eternal dance!
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
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