Showing posts with label Glory Bound. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glory Bound. Show all posts

Saturday, July 1, 2017

I'm Rich! + PRAYER: Father, Teach Me Your Ways!




He Who Was Rich In Heaven's Glories
Became Poor
So That We Who Are By Sin
Made Poor
May Become Rich
Through His Purchased-For-Us Salvation!

The Only Problem
With This Scenario
Is That We Poor
Must Acknowledge "It"
Our True Condition
AND
Say So
So That He
Who Has For Us
Treasures In Store
Secure
May Bathe Us
AND
By His Spilt Blood
Make Us Rich!

Many Men Are Made Rich
Out Of Perishable Wealth
AND
They Prefer By Love
What They See
Taste Touch
Smell 
AND 
Feel
AND
It Is This Love
For Things
That Must At Death
Or Change In Earthly Fortune
Be Left Behind
That Leads Many To Consider
Christ's Promised Future Wealth
To Be The Idea
Totally Asinine!

They Live In The Realm
Bird In Hand Worth Two In Bush!
They Live For The Chase!
They Love The Pat On The Back
The Slap On The Tush
Which Says
Rich Man Walking
Flush Man Talking
AND
They Preen In Ecstasy
As For 
MORE
They Go Hawking
As The Mere Mortals 
Upon Their Now-Elevated Visages
Be Jealousy Gawking!

Self
Must Be Sacrificed!
Other
Must Be Lifted Up!
Hope Must Be Applied!
Faith Must Be Subscribed!
Grace
Is The Carry Along!
Mercy
Is The Marching Song
AND
Jesus Christ
Must Be The Banner Held
High
IF
We Desire
To Follow The Lord Christ
Back Through The Eastern Sky!

PRAYER:

Father,
Bless Me To Do Your Will!
Teach Me Your Ways
And, Please
I Humbly Beseech Thee
My Longing Heart Thrill!

Guide Me Along
The Straight And Narrow Way
And
Hear Me
Help Me
Lead Me
Feed Me
When I Call Out To You
Each And Every Day!

Lord,
I Will Go Where You Send Me
Because I Know
You Walk With Me!
I Will Do
What You Ask Me To Do
For I Know
That For The Task
You Will Equip Me!

I Love You, Lord!
I Bless You!
I Offer Up My Praise Not Faint
And
I Ask You, Please
Help Me To Inherit
As You Have Promised 
The Promised Glory Day!

I Offer Up My Petitions
And My Praise
In The Only Name That Matters
The Name Of
Jesus Christ
My Savior
My Master
My Lord
And
My God!
AMEN.





Monday, September 22, 2014

The Baby Picture



The Baby Picture


Today I saw a photo of a Baby
His brains - like cottage cheese - were falling out
He was surely worse for wear
Since his mama pushed him out


This baby's crime it was confessed
Was that he was the child of a Christian
His killing was a message sent
To those upon whom their blade could be bent!


I ask you fair, I tell you proud
The message was received e'er loud
The only purpose it served you see
Was to harden my resolve to with King Jesus be!


What purpose have I to live?
What reason have I to love
When those who would dictate my pace
Want my soul to be their slave?



Listen well, I tell you true
I'll only be a slave to the One who
Gave His life to ransom mine
That's JESUS CHRIST, the Lord Divine!!


So If your Soul IS enslaved to Satan
You chose your lot – I have chosen mine!
My Lord and my Almighty God
Is coming very soon, triumphantly
His ransomed children to take take home
Forever safe, no more to roam!
We'll live in mansions bright and fair
Wearing the bright crowns that Jesus promised
On heads immortal, ever young, ever strong
Singing Redemption's Song in the Gathered throng!


So do your worse for that's your best
You cannot a saint's soul distress
You may our bodies burn, oh yes
But victory is the crown we've earned I must stress!



Oh Calvary, Mount Zion strong
Sing out loud our battle song
Saints dead long, saints alive and strong
Praise our God
We're to Glory bound!



VICTORY IN JESUS!!