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.

Profane Fire

So, study the Scriptures
Of men’s motives and methods
For what the LORD seeks
To be used, as His vessel.

Our Motives

Our motives so matter
To take, or to give
Self-serving, or God’s glory
For what do we live?

Holy Garments-Holy Lives?

Consecrated, sanctified
Drawing nigh, to God’s altar
Yet seems, we come flippant
Should our approach, alter?

God’s Special Treasure                                          

O Hallelujah, thro’ Messiah
All our sins washed away
With Him died, and we rise
His special treasure, every day.

Foreshadows Fulfilled

Yes, God had His reasons
Every symbol He used
Point to Jesus, Messiah
And His offering, approved.

Are You His Royal Priest?

Know likewise, we’re called
A chosen generation
As His royal priesthood
To be His holy nation.