A Prodigal’s Journey

I’ve drunk at broken cisterns,
Quenched my thirst at stagnant pools,
Wallowed in foreign pigsties,
Fed my soul the stuff of fools.
Swine swill has been my portion,
In which heart and soul were steeped;
No hope; just desperation,
As the filth I sowed, I reaped.
Sunk deep in dreadful darkness,
Not a sign of light seeped through;
Who can pull me from this morass?
Who can rescue and renew?
In my time of great despair
As I wrestled with my plight,
I heard a voice from somewhere
Telling me —”Have faith in Christ”.
I grasped what I was hearing
As a drowning man grasps life,
Cried out with all my being—
“Rescue me, Lord Jesus Christ”.
He pulled me from the cesspit
And He cleansed me from my sin;
He showered me with blessing
As His Spirit entered in.
How I love my Redeemer!!
Praise His Name for He is great!!
Jesus Christ, Blessed Saviour,
My eternal Advocate!!

Fight For Truth

The Word of God, by some, we’re told
Must be upbeat for relevance;
Slick thieves have crept into the fold;
Wool-covered new-age celebrants!!
Saying, “dumb it down, harmonize,
Extract all fundamental views,
Don’t preach sin or blood sacrifice;
Now, God is doing something new.”
They try to not offend the lost,
Preach conversion without a price;
Once, sinners had to count the cost;
They keep all now, and add on Christ!!
Saints of God, this must be opposed!!
We must contend for gospel truth!!
Not straining gnats as some suppose,
No minor flaw or trite dispute:
If the tree roots should be destroyed,
It would cut off life-giving sap:
Rise from sleep!! Let us be deployed,
To turn this godless onslaught back!!

SUDDEN DEPARTURE

With joy I watch for that promised day,
When Christ will snatch His pure bride away;
In the twinkling of an eye He’ll come,
When the church’s time on earth is done.

Now no one can know the day or hour
Which the Father keeps within His power,
But we’ve been told we must watch and pray:
Beware lest you miss that longed-for day!

It comes on earth like a hidden snare
And catches all who are unaware,
But we who dwell in the Living Light
Will be secure, be it day or night.

We’ve been told to watch as there are signs
To show we live in the final times:
Search out His Word with a loyal heart;
In the day of wrath you have no part!

May His coming fill your heart with praise;
With joy may you occupy your days:
Share your precious hope with all who’ll hear:
Look up!! Rejoice!! The Great Day is near!!

Not Philosophy But Christ

A puff of vapour dissipates,
Disintegrates without a trace,
Borne away as the wind dictates;
It’s vanished into empty space.
The philosophies of men are such;
Vain wisdom formed by finite dust;
Empty words that promise much,
Blown away with death’s cold touch.
But the Word of God will endure
Though all else is so unsure;
All He promised is secure;
All the prophets said is sure.
So if you’ve made Christ your Lord,
You will stand when others fall,
When God’s Kingdom is installed:
This age’s final curtain call.

Intelligent Design

So you concede to intelligent design
Being a “possible” theory of course!!
Is it probable the author is divine?
Or could it be some impersonal force?
Intelligent design is deception
If it points men to a false creator!!
There’s no future in any conception
That denies Almighty God’s our Maker!!
Our God, Father of Our Lord Jesus Christ
Is the Creator of all living things,
Reveals Himself as the Author of life:
All intelligent design is through Him!

Blindness Antidote

My sight was once illusion;
A great log impaired my view.
This caused me much confusion
When I saw a speck in you.
Attempting to remove it
Was a futile exercise.
I only seemed to move it
Deeper still into your eyes.

One day, by grace, Christ changed me
And He took the log away,
In His great mercy saved me;
Oh what a precious day!!
Now I could see so clearly
To remove each little mote:
The log that cost Christ dearly
Was by blindness antidote.

THINK

How you rate on the moral scale
Depends to whom you dare compare,
And what morality means to you:
What measure do you measure to?
Was the standard set by past great men
Who stamped their worth by sword and pen,
And left the world in its present state?
Consider now!! Don’t procrastinate!!
Compared to some, you might look fine,
Be a semi-saint in people’s eyes,
But compare yourself to Jesus Christ,
And see the land as it really lies!!
He’s God’s standard—The Perfect Man:
Compare to Him!!—That’s where you stand!!

The Light That Casts The Shade

The majestic mountain looked awesome in the distance;
I gazed in enthralled wonder; its beauty filled my being;
I climbed that mountain on my proud heart’s insistence,
Looked back and saw the matchless beauty of where I’d been.

My lofty vantage point has altered my perception;
The humble vale I lived in now looks so appealing;
I gaze with longing heart and serious reflection;
My upward climb is my short-sightedness revealing.

Are you constantly striving, chasing new horizons?
Never satisfied with the advancements you have made?
Are these all fake illusions you have set your eyes on?
Chasing shadows, you miss the Light that casts the shade?

Reflecting On A Rose

In my garden, a red rose of brilliant beauty blooms,
Delightful to behold, its fragrance thrills my senses.
I plucked that rose for the pleasure of its sweet perfume;
It withered and died and no pleasure now dispenses.

Real life never meets our heart’s great expectations,
And bygone pleasures can leave a twinge of emptiness.
The joys the soul delights in all have limitations;
Heartbreak often follows on the heels of happiness.

Life’s passing splendours are but temporal reflections,
Earthly indicators that should steer us Heavenward;
Glimpses of the Maker point us in His direction;
Regeneration!!!—awaits the coming of The Lord.

Calvary

His back bared to the flail,
His face to spits and scorn,
His hands pierced by the nails,
Crowned with a wreath of thorns.

He bore this for my sake;
Decreed long before time;
Our judgment, Christ would take;
Redemption, His design.

None could take life from Him,
Except it was God’s will:
He died by wicked men,
On Mount Calvary’s hill.

“Oh my Father, forgive!
Charge not this sin to them”:
Christ died that we might live:
God judged our sin in Him.

Fathomless love displayed,
Beyond our mortal minds:
Justice, by mercy paid:
Pardon, with Christ’s blood, signed.