Is Your Religion Dead?

…But Jesus warns, those ‘religious’
Think you’re righteous, not in need
But you’re wretched and miserable
Poor, blind, naked indeed.

In the World, Tribulation

Dwelling not, on the darkness
But spread truth and light
Reflecting God’s glory
Let your lamp, shine bright.

Holy Garments-Holy Lives?

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

His Cross, or Our Crown?

So, daily to choose
His cross, or our crown
Stay abiding in Jesus
Or His love renounce.

Hiding from Truth

They’re hiding from truth
Their heads in the sand
Seeking power and profit
So the truth, is banned

Healing Our Land

God offers a promise
If His people will pray
And humble ourselves
Walk in His way.

Heal Our Land

Our values and virtues
Keep slipping and sliding
An ungodly attack
Redefining, undermining.

God’s Special Treasure                                          

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

Given up, Given over

As we give up on God
So, God gives us over
And the farther we stray
Our lives darken, sink lower.

Fix the Foundations

And what is true for our nation
Is clearly, true for each one So, examine your foundation
Build on God’s Word, and His Son.