God Sets the Rules

God sets the rules
He is LORD of all
Our Designer, Creator
Before Him, we fall.

Living Water

His living waters, purify
Bring us life, tho’ we are dead
No other waters, no other way
Alone our fountain, our living head.

Abiding in Christ

Not seeking elsewhere
Not self, nor those around
But wholly dependent
In Him, all is found.

Fruitful or Barren?

By this My Father is glorified
That you bear much fruit
So, you will be My disciples”
Let us be fruitful, as His shoot!

Made For God’s Glory

As our LORD, and our King
May we never bring shame
As His child, bring but honor
Daily glorify, His Name.

Prone To Wander, LORD I feel it

So, let us daily cry out
Submit our all, on His altar
All our love, and loyalty
Yield to Jesus, may we not falter.

His Rest and Peace

Our life’s full of troubles
Tribulations, each day
Yet instead of our resting
We keep struggling, our way.

Leave No Leaven!

So like Israel, we too co-habit
Instead of purging, die to self
Compromising, we let our flesh
Pursue the carnal, and worldly wealth.

Discipleship or Disciple-making?

Not just missionaries, overseas
Nor pastors, evangelists
We’re each called, to reproduce
Be disciple-makers, be a catalyst.

Spiritual Reproduction

So are our churches, today
Filled with saints, on fire?
Discipled, and out sharing
Making disciples, as required?