The Mark Of The Beast
Across the world his stench began
As he rejected God,
Instead to choose the Devil's plan,
Despite it being odd...
He chose to pave the way for him,
Regardless of the cost
And Satan filled him to the brim,
So that his soul was lost...
Across the world his power stretched
To north, south, east and west,
Deluding fools with lies far-fetched
To thinking they were blessed...
You can't serve money and the Lord,
Yet money was the key,
The bribe that offered some reward,
But not eternally...
Across the world his armies went,
Against the Holy Land,
As if they all for Hell were meant
And bore the Devil's brand...
Though slaves without a single qualm,
They soon found God was real
And in their panic and alarm
Found Death's wounds never heal...
Across the world such sights were seen
By nations far and wide,
On every tuned-in TV screen,
So none from truth could hide...
Their General was the Jackal,
They called the Alpha Male,
But when some saw the spectacle,
It caused their hearts to fail...
Across the world new faith was born,
God's prophecies were true,
No longer treated with the scorn
Of those without a clue...
Repentance formed as billions wept,
The world no more the same,
Then all God's promises were kept,
The day Lord Jesus came...
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2012.
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The Power Of The Poet
When the power of the poet
Comes from the Lord above,
The whole of Mankind will know it
And know it well enough...
For now, he sits and simply stares,
With phrases in his mind,
But suddenly he says his prayers,
God's secrets to unwind...
Then God looks down and nods His head,
With scrolls held in His hand
That tell the world why Jesus bled
And what the Lord has planned...
The poet humbly waits, receives
And then begins to write,
Sometimes he smiles, sometimes he grieves
As he shares each insight...
For now, a prophet has been born!
His eyes are open wide!
As if to greet a brand new dawn
That fills his soul with pride...
The Lord has blessed him secretly,
With prophecies galore
And his heart is thrilled completely,
Yes, to its very core...
He trembles as he writes each truth,
Describing what must come,
Condemning men with harsh reproof,
So conscience makes them dumb...
So men can't speak or find excuse,
So they seek mercy fast...
So that the Gentiles and the Jews
Find God before life's past...
The power of the poet grows,
As prophecies unfold
And match the beauty of the rose
Through revelations told...
The world will change because he prayed
And God the future shared...
The poet hoped the ones that strayed
Would find that God still cared...
That's why he wept in Jesus Name,
For future mercies when
So many sinners were to blame,
No greater time than then...
The poet's words were stored in books,
Across the centuries...
They're found in Bibles where each looks
Who seeks the Lord to please...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
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Roy The Christian
At first, poor Roy could not enjoy
The Bible in his hand,
For phrases there would oft annoy,
Quite hard to understand...
Yet with concordance, Roy began
His private Holy Grail,
It was his quest to test God's plan,
Forgiveness to avail...
So Roy took notes from day-to-day
And also night-to-night
And sometimes Roy would kneel and pray,
For such was his delight...
To think, God's treasure chest was here,
With prophecies galore
And thus, in time, faith conquered fear...
Roy wanted more, more, more!
God's Holy Spirit blessed his heart,
To heal his empty soul,
With wondrous truths God would impart
To saints that He makes whole...
No wonder, Roy began to preach
And write new poetry,
As if the whole wide world to teach
Of Christ and Calvary!
The decades past and verses penned
Would help lost souls find Christ,
Such that they would call Roy their friend,
A brother highly prized...
Lord Jesus promised him a crown
To wear most joyfully...
In truth, one day to wear a gown,
For Roy was royalty...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
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The Alpha Course!
Of course, the Alpha Course began
With holy fervent prayer
That God might yet fulfil His plan
With everybody there!
With Bibles ready in our hands
And hymnbooks on our laps,
We heard about the Lord's commands
With no-one taking naps!
It was then God's Holy Spirit
Was ready to reveal,
For everyone who would commit,
The Lord Himself would heal,
From memories to things not done,
Mistakes and sins as well,
Yet even more, through Christ, God's Son,
Lost souls now saved from Hell!
The Introduction shared The Way,
The Way was Jesus Christ...
The Christian faith that helps us pray,
Believe and be baptised...
We learnt from chapter and from verse
The promises God made
That brought God's blessing not God's curse
To anyone who'd strayed.
At first, it seemed too wonderful,
Just too good to be true,
Yet still the Lord was there to call
The likes of me and you...
I trembled as I felt Him near,
I gulped back all my tears,
As if there was something to fear,
As in love, Jesus nears...
Then all at once, I felt His touch...
And love was everywhere...
How could I know He loved so much?
Yet now I was aware...
Amazing grace, that's how it's known...
Amazing and profound!
I looked and knew, I'm not alone,
For tears flowed all around...
So many found the Lord that night!
So many hearts were blessed!
It was as if God shared delight
And sweet eternal rest!
It was as if joy had no end,
No limits set in time,
I tell you this, the Sinner's Friend,
Is Christ... and He's sublime!
Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2012.
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The Gentle Joy Of Jesus
The gentle joy of Jesus Christ was shown in every smile,
From when the Lord was first baptised, He walked the extra mile.
The Holy Spirit blessed God's Son and those God chose to heal,
For Jesus prayed, 'Thy will be done! ' each time He paused to kneel.
To think, that Jesus walked this Earth, of all the worlds to grace.
To think, God chose to prove His worth, so we might seek His face.
Just think, of all God chose to share, eternal life and more,
Through Him who died, our sins to bear... such truths fill us with awe.
The world spins still as time ticks by... two thousand years of love.
Two thousand years to God must fly, as He looks down above...
Yet God will send His Son again, to rule the whole world wide!
Once more, but only God knows when, with signs to be our guide.
Behold the times in which we live, they mirror Noah's day,
Yet God is ready to forgive repenting souls who pray.
From Hell to Heaven, each must choose, damnation or rewards?
Salvation means Good News! Good News! In Christ, the Lord of Lords!
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2011.
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God Can’t Be Beaten
Satan the world has so deceived
Through wanton lust for sin
But faith, the gift through Christ’s received
Will see God’s children win
True knowledge that the Lord is real
We purchase through belief
When in due course God’s strength we feel
It’s then to Satan’s grief
The devil tries to keep us blind
The truth he seeks to hide
But God is never hard to find
With Jesus as our guide
We need but come to seek His face
The Lord who’s true and just
Will wrap us in His warm embrace
To Satan’s sheer disgust
Power through prayer will Christ bestow
To cast the foe from sight
Though God at times may seem us slow
His timing’s always right
Satan would have us think him dead
So man from Christ would stray
But those who hold the Lord has said
Will live to win the day
Through faith alone our God we trust
Through faith, the Lord we please
Faith also brings to eat the dust
The devil to his knees
Through Christ who is who’s first and last
Who lives though once was dead
When Satan tells you of your past
Remind Him what’s ahead.
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Lord Jesus Is The Answer!
Across this world God's angels fly
As servants of the Lord
And yet not one for us could die,
God's grace to be outpoured...
That's why God sent His precious Son,
To suffer shame and loss,
So all our hopes are pinned upon
Lord Jesus on the Cross...
Across this world God's word is shared
Like sunshine and like rain,
For God so loved the world He cared
And hopes our love to gain...
That's why the Saviour's Blood was shed,
That's why that day He died,
That's why God raised Him from the dead...
Now Christ is glorified!
Across this world the Saviour smiles
At all the saints He's saved,
For He's the King who reconciles
The ones baptised and bathed...
The Alpha Course explains so much!
God's wondrous truths revealed!
Let Jesus Christ reach down and touch
Your soul so you are healed...
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.
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The Sinner's Prayer
The old man died, his spirit rose
And left the Earth behind...
Towards a place God only shows
To those He chose to find...
And this old man began to think
Of sins that he had done
Such that his faith began to sink
And hopes died one-by-one...
Along the Path of Righteousness
The old man had to stroll...
With thoughts his life was one long mess
For he lacked self-control,
Why God would love a man like him,
He could not comprehend
And with these doubts filled to the brim,
How could his spirit mend?
As he walked on, the Pearly Gate
Came suddenly in view...
As he prepared to face his fate,
God whispered, 'I love you! '
And all at once the man wept sore,
Because of all his sin
And God saw all his tears outpour
And rushed to let him in...
The man looked at the angels there,
Their wings were tipped with gold,
He saw such sights beyond compare,
So glorious to behold...
The angels sung such harmonies
The man wept sore and then
He humbly fell upon his knees...
'Let me go back again! '
God asked him why he sought to leave
And so the man explained,
'I cannot stay for I would grieve
With so much to be gained...
For back on Earth, where sin is rife,
Lost sinners go astray...
I need to preach eternal life
And warn of Judgment Day! '
God held him close and He wept, too,
'Return with all My love! '
That's how so many millions knew
What that man found above...
And millions wept the whole world wide
To think of what it cost,
For sinners, Christ was crucified...
That He might save the lost...
Denis Martindale, copyright, April 2012.
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Believing Not
Looking at earth and all involved, there are mysteries to be solved,
From below the sea up to the sky, yet many have embraced the lie,
There is no God, all has evolved, and so their hearts have resolved,
To believe not Truth, but Satan’s Lie, and so they shall eternally die.
Into this world, filled with strife, God came to give all men New Life,
Through The One, Who created all, things on earth, large and small,
But, with man’s darkness, oh so rife, man has rejected Jesus Christ,
Who came to save us from the fall, but, they refused our Lord’s call.
Today many souls truly believe, many lies that Satan does conceive,
When through deception Satan blinds, unbelieving hearts and minds,
So God’s Truth they won’t believe, so God’s Spirit they don’t receive,
Spiritually destroying many minds, by his dark deception of all kinds.
Those who believe there is no God, share that belief with an evil nod,
With hope to persuade other souls, to embrace theories full of holes,
To reject all they know of God, only to one day see Christ’s Iron Rod,
Filling all of Satan’s darker roles, and help deceive unbelieving souls.
Today, men will continue to oppose, The Lord above, who has chose,
Believers in Christ, like you and me, to help those in this world to see,
The Light of Christ as darkness grows, in the hearts, that Satan chose,
Until all Believers step into Eternity, by The Hope we found at Calvary.
(Copyright ©09/2010)
Silver Tears Yet Golden Years
Our babies' tears are commonplace,
They cry at anything...
Yet when I looked at Christ's sad face,
Those tears were from a king...
Not just a king, not just a lord,
But total royalty...
And from His death, I stood assured,
Because He died for me...
Disciples know sins have a price,
An innocent must die...
With Christ, a willing sacrifice,
The cost to Him was high...
With no way out, He shed His Blood,
To mingle with His tears...
Forgiveness through the Son of God
That trickles through the years...
A billion prayers are prayed each day
By saints across the world,
Declaring Jesus is The Way,
Triumphant, arms unfurled...
With miracles for young and old,
With prophecies so true,
To be fulfilled as good as gold
And visions meant for you...
Behold, the challenge! Save the lost!
Declare Good News to all,
Lord Jesus Christ has paid the cost!
Explained by Brother Paul...
Like John and James and Peter taught,
In Bible books preserved,
Our precious souls by Christ were bought,
By God's grace, through His Word...
No man can boast he saved his soul
With sins against his name,
For sins when he lost self-control
That cause his conscience shame,
Yet Jesus takes those sins away!
As far from East to West,
His Royal Pardon saves the day!
Through Him, this world is blessed...
But who believes God's great Good News?
Salvation! Saved by faith!
Made plain to Gentiles and to Jews,
So that they might be brave...
Enough to kneel, to pray, to yield,
To trust in Christ the King...
Obedient to God's grace revealed...
To me, that's everything!
When Christ returns, who will He find
Who's faithful to the end?
Who wants to leave this world behind
And join Him as their friend,
To leave their house, their street, their town,
The planet Earth below...
Past silver tears still falling down
For golden years to know?
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2012.
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Still God Over All
There is a God, indeed my friend, as all shall see come the end,
The God of love, who sent His Son, into this world for everyone,
Everyone’s Sovereign Creator, was sent to be the world’s Savior,
Though a God of love, He is just, God in whom we need to trust.
Although a God we cannot see, He is sovereign over all Eternity,
Creator of the heavenly sphere, and all of that we see down here,
The Creator of all we see on earth, God behind every human birth,
Creator of all the animal world, and all around us He has unfurled.
In His image, God created man, a greater part of His eternal plan,
Created for fellowship with Him, then, Satan seduced man to sin,
This had separated man from God, so He cursed this earthly sod,
Although Satan caused man to fall, God, is still The Lord over all!
As Creator, God made the move, and man’s fall God did reprove,
With separation, from sinful man, but, redemption was in His plan,
As God would provide restoration, of the world through Salvation,
And fellowship could be restored, through Jesus Christ, The Lord.
Today man is accountable to Him, as we are creatures born in sin,
And all must come to Christ Jesus, Who, took on sin for all of us,
Justifying man at the cross of Calvary, so man could live eternally,
Reconciled to a Holy God above, through His Just and Holy Love.
(Copyright ©09/2011)
Rich Man, Poor Man
When God looked down from Heaven's Throne to Job upon the Earth,
God saw Job's faith had fully grown and that this man had worth...
God told the Devil of this man, so righteous and so pure.
God said, 'He does the best he can, almost without a flaw...'
The Devil fumed and then replied, 'You made him rich, that's why!
How many times has that man sighed? He has no cause to cry! '
Then God let Satan smite Job's land and suffer for a while
And death was very near to hand... and poor Job lost his smile...
The Lord received Job's faithful praise, despite the tragic loss!
Job proved he loved the Lord always! That made the Devil cross!
'What say you now? ' the Lord remarked! But Satan argued still...
For he was livid, he was narked, 'What if I make him ill? '
So God agreed, 'But spare his life! ' So Satan went below
And Job fell ill, such that his wife saw skin boils start to grow...
'Why praise the Lord? Reject His love! ' But Job dismissed each word.
'I trust the Lord who dwells above! Rejection's quite absurd! '
Alas, poor Job conferred with friends, who said that he had sinned...
But Job had faith that never ends! Though he no longer grinned!
Through gritted teeth, he set them straight, 'Of what sin am I blamed?
Of every sin I've learned to hate! I sit here unashamed! '
Then God spoke loud and God spoke clear, of everything He'd made,
Both sun and moon, things far and near, so truth could be displayed.
A structured world to live upon, from valleys to snowflakes!
If rainbow-coloured lights are shone, then, oh, what joy, each makes!
Poor Job, he suffered all he could, yet now he'd seen God's face,
By faith, he'd done the things he should, yet Job was saved by grace!
By faith, not works, lest any boast, no matter, rich or poor...
In Christ, receive the Holy Ghost... You'll never want for more...
Denis Martindale, copyright, May 2011.
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The Might Of The Messiah!
From Heaven's glory Jesus went
To save the world below
And fulfilling each commandment
Meant holy blood must flow...
As Jesus prayed that He be spared,
God's angel strengthened Him,
Such that He stood, no longer scared,
With faith filled to the brim!
The greatest story ever told
Was of the King of Kings,
As Jesus shed His blood like gold,
Behold how His back stings...
While still alive, His body torn,
A crown of thorns above,
They mocked the Saviour so forlorn,
With scorn instead of love...
Behold the Man! The crowd was cruel,
His kingship tattered now,
Such that their wisdom thought Him fool,
Not worthy of a bow...
Yet Jesus knew what lay ahead
And prophesied as much,
To say that He, when He was dead,
Would rise... and stay in touch...
The soldiers guarded in the gloom,
Where Jesus' shroud was laid,
They slept as God moved rock from tomb...
The news made folks afraid!
Disciples met the Saviour soon,
Thus Thomas praised the Lord,
When forced to sing another tune
That must not be ignored...
The might of the Messiah lives!
The Holy Spirit's gift
Is granted as the Lord forgives,
When true faith heals the rift...
That's why the Holy Bible's read
By billions here on Earth,
For what's in store and dead ahead
As Israel proves his worth...
The time shall come when Christ returns,
The whole wide world to own
And that's what every student learns
Who seeks what God has shown...
The world made new, no idle boast,
Yet Jesus, make things right!
Return with God's angelic host
With power and with might!
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Jesus The Postman
Jesus is our Deliverer
With Good News in each hand,
Who seeks to make good things occur
In every single land...
From North to South and East to West
The Easter Story's told,
Such that we learn Christ did His best,
His faith as good as gold...
To rise again from such a death
Is truly no small feat
And yet Jesus of Nazareth
Stands tall, His work complete...
We can't add more to what He's done,
Perfection stands alone,
God's Royal Pardon through His Son,
Delivered from His Throne!
He often pauses on His way,
Explaining as He goes
And those who hear His words then pray
And thus love overflows...
Through tears of laughter, tears of guilt,
This world discovers Christ
And learns the reason He was killed
When He was sacrificed...
So let us pray and stamp out sin
As He would have us do,
Perhaps some burdened souls to win
So they can join us, too...
The streets await, they stand their ground,
Yet people live then die
And all the while that Christ's around,
There's time to ask Him, 'Why? '
Jesus the Postman, here on Earth,
God's righteous Royal male...
The Lord will let us find new worth
With love beyond the scale...
Time's running out! Look at the clock!
It's up to you to choose...
How many times must Jesus knock
Before He shares Good News?
Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012.
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Joy In A Dark World
Though this world may be sad, The Lord Jesus makes one glad,
A Fortress for you in any place, surrounding you with His Grace,
Providing you joy, deep inside, that, by a world can't be denied,
While filling you with God's Light, in a world where wrong is right.
Living in this world, without hope, The Lord Jesus helps us cope,
Filling us with a joy and peace, that in a dark world will not cease,
Christ is the Blessed Hope for us, all who believe in Christ Jesus,
Being led by His staff and rod; are all who have this hope in God.
Hope in God the world does not have, so they use political salve,
While leaders say believe in me, and we'll have peace and safety,
A tactic that's perpetrated by, Satan, leading all to the ultimate lie,
That he alone is Almighty God, to be worshiped by all on this sod,
All shall only get darker dear friend, as this Age comes to an end,
Men spoofed and souls deceived, as Truth, they haven't received,
Yet, they'll believe words of men; deceptive lies of how and when,
Peace will be ushered in by them, a plan God above will condemn!
The world's lack of righteousness, can weary those in Christ Jesus,
While in this world we are annoyed, but, in Christ we are overjoyed,
In our Hope, that's beyond this world, in a time that is yet unfurled,
That time we'll enter into Eternal Life, with our Savior, Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©06/2012)
This Weeping World
Within God's Garden of Eden,
Two human bodies lay,
God's forbidden fruit now eaten,
The two forgot to pray...
Now in their headstrong sin they smiled,
Their guilt not far away...
The sin that dwells in every child
Awaits God's Judgment Day...
From that day on, the Earth would weep,
Her mists now formed as rain,
As if a vigil she must keep,
To wipe away each stain...
To wash away the stench of sin,
Each sorrow, strife and strain,
She fights a battle she can't win,
A victory she can't gain...
When Winter came, the snow and ice
Released their white motif,
No more upon God's Paradise
But on God's world of grief,
For Man had sinned and sons had sinned
And thus came no relief
And that was why the Devil grinned
At so much disbelief...
This weeping world was full of greed
And hatred, lust and war
And through Man's sins, each one would bleed,
Now rotten to the core...
Still awaiting God's Redeemer,
The world would yet outpour
All the teardrops of a dreamer,
With hope God would restore...
Not yet, not yet, it seemed to be
And then the Christ was born,
The crowned King of Eternity,
A babe, so weak, forlorn...
The world was witness to His prayers,
The crowds so full or scorn,
The Lamb of God with love so scarce
When flesh from back was torn...
This weeping world became His tomb
When He was laid to rest...
The world with friends shared awful gloom
At losing One so blessed...
Then came the day, Christ rose again,
Forgiveness now expressed,
The Lamb of God died for all men,
By faith, He'd passed each test...
That's when this weeping world was glad,
Now weeping joyful tears,
No longer hopeless, feeling sad
Despite Man's sinful years...
The world had hope, God's righteousness,
The promised end of fears,
That Christ would bring new happiness
Each time when Christmas nears...
In time, the Lord must come again,
With healing in His wings,
That's why we're waiting until then,
For mercy Jesus brings...
For righteousness that's everywhere,
Like love as each heart sings...
This weeping world anoints each prayer
Blessed by the King of Kings!
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
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Fools
Although it’s God above who rules, the world’s filled with many fools,
Saying, there is no God at all, from minds that tend to be quite small.
Just how is this mindset wrought, and who prods the empty thought?
Thoughts that lead to darker behavior, isn’t prompted by their Creator.
It’s another god blinding those eyes, of many men thought to be wise,
It’s the god of this world, who blinds, not simply eyes, but also minds,
The dark prince and power of the air, swaying many minds not to care,
About the Lord or their destination, while he maligns God’s Revelation.
Satan has a darker power to deceive, influencing many, not to believe,
In the God above or in a Creator, thus, they have no need for a Savior.
And so, they scoff at you and me, believing not, in Heaven or Eternity,
Believing instead to embrace the lie, fools are believers, like you and I.
This pits all of God’s true believers, against all of the devil’s deceivers,
Multitudes who do not even realize, they are used by that father of lies,
One who knows there is a God, as he convinces many with an evil nod,
That there is no such One as Him, as Satan guides them in a life of sin.
As all marked as fools, by the world, believe the Truth, that they herald,
And while upon this darkened earth, they receive from God a new birth,
A spiritual birth, unto eternal life, through Lord and Savior Jesus Christ,
Unlike fools, who reject The Truth, to receive from God eternal reproof.
(Copyright ©01/2009)
The Day The Devil Lost
The Devil tried his level best
The day that Jesus died,
But even he was so hard pressed,
Temptations every side...
The multitude had swayed like corn
From love to fear then hate,
To see Lord Jesus so forlorn,
As if no longer great...
The evidence against Him stood,
Yet witnesses were mixed,
But finally they did no good,
As if their words were fixed...
When Pilate met the beaten Lord
He saw no victory,
Nor was the crowd as overawed...
Barabbas was set free...
The Devil then had no way out
Unless Christ wavered now,
Yet Jesus walked beyond their doubt,
His crown upon His brow...
The Cross was now His sacrifice,
Would Jesus die or not?
Would Jesus falter and think twice
Or just submit to God?
The hours left yet Jesus stayed,
No angels to appear,
No rescue bid as Christ obeyed
Till death was oh so near...
His Blood fell down upon the Earth
As Jesus paid sins' cost,
The day the Saviour proved His worth...
The day the Devil lost...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2012.
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The King Of Love
A single thought can change the world,
North, south, east, west and more...
As if all burdens have been hurled,
Cast off from shore to shore...
As if like doves our spirits fly
To Heaven's Throne above,
To meet the Lord who chose to die,
Yet share eternal love...
To think that He would sacrifice
His body once at peace...
To purchase precious Paradise,
Securing our release...
To think He rose from Death's embrace,
To grant eternal life,
So we could live within His grace,
No matter, pain or strife...
A single prayer can raise the dead,
Move mountains from the Earth...
Because of Him whose Blood was shed
To prove that He had worth...
And proved it is, beyond all doubt,
All hail, the King of Kings!
God's glory turned the world about
Because Christ did these things!
One single heart with love to spare,
Enough to suffer all,
Enough for all our sins to bear
Is what persuaded Paul...
That's why he preached from house-to-house
And prayed with all his might!
Like him, pray, too, for he who bows
Loves Jesus day and night...
Denis Martindale, copyright, December 2010.
poem by Denis Martindale
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I've Seen The Devil (And He Looks Like You)
I've watched people in this world,
do evil things to each other,
I've seen them do evil things to the ones,
that they love and cherish,
but I never understood why they did,
the things that they do,
war to me is so useless,
couldn't we just find other ways,
to settle our differences,
except for trying to talk it out,
we put guns in the arms of our young ones,
Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,
but do we really know what its all about,
do we really know why we do the things we do,
like going to war with one another,
trying to beat the devil that lives inside all of us,
I see the devil every single day,
I see him on the late night news,
and I see him on the covers of our magazines,
he tells us it’s going to be alright,
and that the wars going to be over,
only if we follow him,
and his un-holy union,
Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,
but I don't see why we should,
follow you and your ways,
follow your path of destruction,
follow you and your destruction of the world,
why should we follow you,
you whisper stuff in our ears,
you say it’s going to be alright,
the next war that we fight will be the war of wars,
and we'll all die a Nuclear Holocaust,
and than we'll start a new,
The world would be new,
like back then when Jesus ruled,
when the world was new,
and not filled with your evilness,
and not filled with you,
Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,
ever since time began we've been fighting,
fighting a war that we could never win,
a war within ourselves,
but the people in the world,
they fill us up with religious beliefs,
which is wrong,
and which is right,
we could never win the war within ourselves,
were so fed up with this world,
that we'd kill each other,
and ourselves to find a way out,
because we'd always knew that,
the children of today and the children of now,
would soon become,
children of the grave,
children of the darkness,
they'd become Satan's little soldiers,
Chorus: I've Seen The Devil,
and He looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and he looks like you,
I've Seen The Devil,
and He Looks like you,
poem by Robert Rumery
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Count The Cost
Lord Jesus said to count the cost
Before you follow Him,
Before you seek to save the lost,
Each called as God's pilgrim...
For there are demons left and right,
With scoffers dead ahead
And darkness that's as black as night,
For which Lord Jesus bled...
Lord Jesus said to walk with love,
Yet love's more than a kiss,
Yet God grants you with grace enough
That you won't go amiss...
If you but clasp it to your chests
With footsteps borne of faith,
You may be liked as welcomed guests,
In time, some souls to save...
Lord Jesus said that talk was cheap,
Your actions prove your worth
And what you sow is what you reap,
Like wheat upon this Earth...
The legacy that each would leave
When your life's work is done,
Must merit what you will receive,
Rewarded by God's Son...
Lord Jesus said to count the cost
And most knew what He meant,
Though Jesus Christ was double-crossed,
To His own cross He went...
No angels called to rescue Christ
From what God had revealed,
The Lamb of God was sacrificed
And by His stripes we're healed...
Lord Jesus said eternity
Was offered to the wise
And such were bought at Calvary
Before God's Son would rise...
Evangelists are born not made,
Faithful fishers of men...
That's why the cost is sometimes paid
By Christians now and then...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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