Jesus
Oveturning The Temple Tables
I'll Die Free
The little powers that THINK that they be...
Will in fact, NEVER CONTROL ME!
Only to God, will I ever bow down!
I refuse to be, another sheeple clown!
Lie and try, as they always might,
I SHALL NOT EVER COMPLY,
I won't ever take their evil mark,
For I'd much rather, FREELY DIE!
Tested and True
I'm being tested....
And I feel, the fail.
For I am not worthy,
Of not even 1 nail.
I'm just a sinner,
Imperfect and flawed,
Compared to Perfection,
I'm just a fraud.
In my moments of weakness,
He is my steadfast might.
In my struggles in darkness,
He is my Guiding Light.
But by His Grace,
My soul is unstained,
Because of his Gift,
I'm no longer chained.
He comes in gently,
And I feel His arms,
Holding me closely,
Protected from harms.
He comes and He washes,
Away all my shame,
He calls me, His 'Beloved',
He calls me by name.
So if I'm being tested,
I now know I can't fail.
He tells me to not hide,
And lifts off my veil.
For there's no shame before Him,
We can't ever hide.
If we chose, to choose Him,
He'll walk by our side.
Forever in step with,
And of His accord,
I'll never be without...
My Savior...My Lord.
An Armchair Theologian
I believe! I Believe! Lord, help my unbelief
I believe, I believe, my constant motif
I believe but don't grow
And my faith doesn't show
Because I can't be bothered to “do”
I know faith is given, not earned
Yet here I sit unconcerned
I'm given to resting
When I should be testing
To see that my faith is real
“You shall know them by their fruits”
But seeds planted on stones don't have roots
My apathy grows
So nobody knows
That I don't follow what I believe
The path down below is a slope
So gradual and smooth that you hope
It stays just the same
Like a current so tame
But leads to a waterfall
I'm not living, or learning
I'm sitting and burning
Lord I want to live
But not if I give
My time or my life
My comfort for strife
Is there an easier way?
You said believe and I shall be clean
Believe, and come home again
But how can I start
If only my heart
Wasn't an armchair theologian
NATIVITY SCENE
GRACE
Oh Lord, we come before You,
On this Thanksgiving Day.
We ask You for Your Blessing,
As we gather now to pray.
Bless this food before us,
Of which we will partake.
Forgive us all our sins,
And mistakes that we may make.
Strengthen our very souls,
Make us worthy of You.
Keep us safe, from any harm,
In everything we do.
Guide us every day, Oh Lord,
Show us right from wrong.
When we are feeling weakened,
We pray You make us strong.
Father, we give You thanks,
For loved ones gathered near,
And we ask that You watch over,
All those, that aren't here.
We pray for peace and harmony,
Upon our struggling earth.
We thank You for the precious Gift,
You gave us, in Your Son's birth.
Oh Lord, we thank You for everything,
You have blessed us with again,
And we humbly pray, all of this,
In Jesus' name....Amen.
This I Know
Though I was born into sin
My Savior, He died
To bring me back home once again
And Heaven did shake
And the saints they did cry
For salvation of sinners and I
Now this I know
From the scars in His hands
That He died, with me on His mind
He died then He lived, and He rose up on high
The gifted eternal is mine
Now someday soon
The Bride and the Groom
Will join in the sweet by-and-by
The angels will sing
And the trumpets will sound
As we join our dear Savior in the sky