True Beauty?

True Beauty?

All we have of any beauty so true,
Dear God,
Is always & only the great I AM
Of You
All of us, so corrupted
Our own lives we keep interrupting
With sin so calloused

Our wandering selfishness
Our greatest test
As much as we can 
We need to let go
Swim back into the natural flow
Of Yourself, Your Love

Overwhelming comes Your Glow
Like the greatest of floods
Showing in the things you’ve made
In this even nature has much to say
Froom sparkling stars in the sky
To the translucent ethereal
Wings of a fluttering butterfly

The great beauty of your heart
Before you even attempted a world to start
Was what goaded you forward
Until at last we stood before you
Your shining, newly-born human child

A whole universe awash with your love
Flying, soaring thru heavenly gates above
Carried down on gentlest wings of doves
To the crusty hardened dust of this earth
Until upon it at last
Fell the blood of Your Only Son 
Forever bringing to us a cherished new birth!

Roaring of the Seas

Roaring of The Seas

This was never meant to be
This raging, crashing roaring of the sea
Foaming waves of so much disharmony
Meant were we herein to forever see
Only the calming ripples of the gentlest of peace

As it seems to inevitably come thru man
A rankling, stirring of our calm waters occurred
By a troubled, darkened wind were they stirred
At once, a rising discord by all was heard
& our peace to that moving storm did fall, defer

One day almost unannounced a calming hand
Reached down into all the chaos so unplanned
A Christ, Messiah, Lord, Son of Man
Came to walk upon our troubled shores
To break the back of that satan’s discord

With only one finger calmly did He come to restore
His original peace by His blood was freely outpoured
And returned to us was the complete & holy cord
Of our God’s Love
Forever restored
The stilled waters to the course of each eternal soul!



Are brave
Coming only to slay
The great fire-breathing

His destruction he spreads
Creating only dark dread
Within the human heart
Breathing out, creating
Our end from his very start

There is a power
That can bring back
To life
The dead

Christ can create
a Dragonslayer
within you
He will give you
All the tools
Meant to be used
Not hidden away
On a shelf

Rise up
Go forth in His glory
And take that strong
Word’s sharpened sword
Stop that evil’s discord
And help Christ’s purity to live
Within each heart to rise and soar!

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Do Not Continue

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Do Not Continue

Do not continue to lie
And give only half-truths
To me,
Pastor of today
You are supposed to be
God’s wisdom-filled sage
Do not continue to say
I may live as I please
Lusting after all the things
I only can touch & see

Even with all your degrees,
You should be on your knees
Leading the way
To a better day
Do not let, allow
The evil one to win
Lead us away from all 
This world’s increasing sin
Another voice is screaming
More loudly every day
Telling me you’re
Leading the wrong way!

Stand up! 
Be God’s man
Lead this country, our land
The way it’s supposed to go
His Son you MUST SHOW
If salvation will come
Before it’s too late
& many will be left knocking,
crying outside forever
The glory of God’s heavenly gates

On Speed

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On Speed

Crash, crash
Thud, thud 
Lives speed-ed up
Whirling around
A distracting hub
Of meaningless behavior

Don’t think for yourself
How dare you!
Especially about a spirit?
Ignore, ignore
The impertinent chore
Of believing in 
A Savior!

Believe every word they say
To guide both night & day
Allow that talk show host
Over you to hold complete sway!
Until he fails to break
The enlightened spell
& you at last awake
Yourself to embrace
In your Lord/Creator
A cleaner, purer faith!

Stools of Do Nothing!

Stools of Do Nothing!

In this country, USofA,
Not all,
But many
Who claim
To carry 
Christ’s name
Do Nothing

We enjoy our 
As we stroll,
In our prosperity
As glaringly
Evil grows, rises

We have not stood against
satan’s darkness
He stands in jest
Of our spiritual weakness
As all around we see
Our culture deteriorates

It is time to 
Gird our loins
As of old
As the ancient 
Book has told
Dress ourselves
In God’s Protective Armor
For the battle 
Does rage
Each & every day

If suffer we must
To carry Christ’s name
Then suffer we should
To protect all that is good
All good things flow
From the Father
Of the heavenly lights
It is time for Christ’s
American church to
Join in the fight!!