When men reject their God, they live in fear,
They have no surety that a Father’s near.
And fearful men respond in killing sprees,
To massacre what gives anxiety.
When threatened fears turns to – once more –
Abortion, genocide, and ‘holy war’.
The spirit of the world is fear, and blood,
The Spirit of the Lord’s adopted love.
As sons of God, we have eternal life,
We’ve no anxiety at worldly strife.
And given hate, respond not with a grudge,
But give the life we’re given by our Judge.
Accepting God, accepts the gifts He gives,
And will not murder anything that’s His.
What keeps you from your faith – you say you’re weak?
Yet weakness cannot cripple you complete.
For even cripples walked upon their feet,
And were empowered by their faith in God.
What keeps you from your faith – your many foes?
Yet who can conquer him the Spirit knows?
For God exalts to fully overthrow,
And route your enemies by faith in God.
What keeps you from your faith – your singleness?
A spouse will not release you from distress.
But God will raise you up to righteousness,
With offspring molded by your faith in God.
What keeps you from your faith – the threat of pain?
How many saints were tortured for His name!
Yet choosing this, the heavenly bliss to gain,
A better life revived through faith in God.
Oh, dread the coming Judge who will display,
His justice on His coming judgment day:
The Word of God, the Son, the risen Lord,
Is living, active, double edged sword.
He’ll slice apart the spirit from the soul,
Dividing bones and joints – leaves nothing whole.
And He discerns the thoughts of every man,
He searches hearts to judge and then to damn.
Oh! hopeless humans, naked to His eye,
For not a creature from His wrath may hide,
We’re thrown upon our knees, our throats exposed,
Prepared as prey to perish as His foes.
Oh! will you turn to Christ, and this avoid,
Or guilty, in defense be thus destroyed?
For Jesus as the high priest of our faith,
Has crossed before to heaven and awaits,
To welcome those who hold onto His name,
And all His ransomed children then to claim.
If you would save your soul from death and hell,
Then cling to Christ and all your self compel,
To worship Him: in word, and thought, and deed.
So hold to Him, and He will intercede.
Then rest assured, you rebels-turned-redeemed,
For Christ condemns no more those He has cleaned.