The Faithful Worker

So be steadfast, immovable
Always abound, and remain
In the work of the LORD
Know your labor’s, not in vain.

The Secret Place

We must seek God, alone
In the quietness, and pray
Ask God, to guide us
To draw near, every day.

The Cup, the Cross, the Crown

So, do drink your cup
Trust God, and obey
He is with you, midst sufferings
Know He’s present, always.

The Cost of Salvation

Yet, He bids us to follow
We must take up, our cross
Abide in Him daily
Count all things as loss.

Teaching to Know, or to Obey?

Far too often, we gather
More head knowledge, attained
But little ‘how-to’, or mentoring
So our lives, are not changed.

Sterile Churches

Yet, how many pastors
Or leaders go out
Daily witness, make disciples
Spread the gospel about?

Stay Faithful                                                 

Not to let God’s Word
Depart from their heart
But, teach to their offspring
Be diligent, to guard.

Soil Inspection       

Jesus’ Word, is like seed
In four soils, can be found
Some wayside, some stony
Amidst thorns, or good ground.

So Many, So Few

Awaken Your saints
Turn from selfish living
To pray and obey
To go, truly giving.

Set us on Fire

To be fuel, for Your fire
May this light, burn bright
As a beacon of hope
So lost souls, find sight.