Take The Hill Of Life

God's Mission: Take the Hill

As terror attempts to hold and paralyze us in fear,
We need to remember that as we got to the battle front that the Lord is always here.
He holds and guards us in the palm of his hand,
The Lord asks us spread is love, and is all he asks and does not demand.

While some accept Christ and some look at us with disbelief.
We need to get out from the Church walls and tell about his ongoing grief.
Yes, His grief and the reasons for it went the pain for his wounds.
Some might see His might see his Crucifixion as a way of having zounds.

We need to need to tell and explain what is written in the His word,
So let's get out and go on the battle front of and make sure that it is heard.
That He died for us and here in us is to set us free from this terror's bondage.
And He will forgive them for their worldly terror and rage,

As long as they as forgiveness and taken a bended knee.
Then they can truly see why Christ is alive in you and me

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Surrounded By Evil

Surrounded by man’s evil ways, we head into much darker days,
With the world on a dark descent, ignoring all Truth God has sent.
Truth built upon a Righteousness, that dispels man’s wickedness,
God’s Truth, that sets men free, from the wickedness that we see.

Their evil terror is far from right, by forcing change by their might,
Having not one shade of love, from The Lord, who Reigns above.
Terror and oppression alone, is all they promote among their own,
Radically extreme is what they are, killing and hurting more by far.

They breed terror on every side, boasting over those who’ve died,
Thinking their dark killing spree, is instrumental in setting men free.
Leading men to bondage instead, led by those spiritually mislead.
Not only are these men not free, but shall be in bondage eternally.

This darkness that fills their mind, will be darker in the end of time,
For the thinking they perpetuate, is not out of love, but, from hate.
They terrorize in the name of God, men all across this earthly sod,
By distorting the Word of Truth, and will see God’s strong reproof.

Only in Christ can men be saved, from thinking that’s so depraved,
And only through the Truth of Christ, can men see the Light of Life,
All this darkness that we see friend, in God’s time shall see its end,
When Truth, who they despise, will bring on them, their own demise.

(Copyright ©09/2007)

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Remember

Remember those who went before; as believers in Christ our Lord.
Remember men who gave their life, for the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
Those early soldiers of the cross, giving their lives to reach the lost.
In Christ’s power men would embark, upon a battle against the dark.

Remember the cloud of witnesses; God’s inspiration to men like us.
Those who in faith went on before, to serve our Eternal Living Lord.
They left their land and all they knew, as a witness for me and you.
On a new journey they would trod, looking for that city built by God.

Remember also the Cross of Christ; and how He died to give us life.
His Glorious Throne He set aside, then hung upon a cross and died.
He set His heart and mind to fulfill, not His own but His Father’s will.
He went to a tree from His Throne, to secure for us an eternal home.

Remember all the disciples’ start, and how God changed their heart,
At times faithless and unsure, but ended bold witnesses of The Lord.
All but one of them lost their life, for the bold witness of Jesus Christ.
God used their witness as the birth, of what today is Christ’s Church.

As we remember those of the past, let us make a mark that will last,
Let us too glorify Christ our Lord, as the others who went on before.
Then others will remember when, we too were saved as sinful men,
To continue on in this New Life, while leading others to Jesus Christ.

(Copyright ©05/2006)

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A Disciple of Christ

When you cleave onto God’s Word, the Truth of God that you heard,
And choose to follow Jesus Christ, allowing God’s Word into your life,
You then become a disciple of, The Lord and Savior and God above.
Only in Christ, are men truly free, with a freedom that spans Eternity.
It is a freedom which begins inside, when in Jesus Christ you abide.

In God’s Word is revealed proof, that Jesus Christ is the Living Truth.
Knowing this Truth sets men free; that is sinful men like you and me,
From the bondage we’re now in, the hidden bondage that we call sin.
As this Truth you’ve come to know, within your heart begins to grow,
You dear friend indeed will find, frees both your heart and your mind.

You will know just why Christ came, and endured the cross of shame,
With The Truth you can reason why, our Lord Jesus Christ had to die.
Friend, every heart that Christ frees, The Lord above fills with peace,
And His Truth supplies the Light, to lead you out of the darkest night.
Because this Truth is The Light, it’s the only way that’s eternally right.

The Way, the Truth and Life is but one, Jesus Christ, God’s Only Son.
This Truth my friend is Jesus Christ, Truth which leads to Eternal Life.
That is why only Christ can say; He is The Truth, The Light and Way.
Today embrace The Word of God; Truth will guide the path you trod,
Make His Word a part of your life, and you will be a disciple of Christ.

(Copyright ©08/2006)

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I Come To Him

I come to The Lord Jesus Christ; He gives to me a brand new life.
New Life in Christ from up above; the gift of God’s Awesome Love.
I bring to The Lord my life of sin, and He cleanses me deep within.
Cleansed by the Blood of Christ; the cleansing blood for every life.

I come to Him with a contrite heart, and God gives me a new start.
It’s the start of a brand new life, one centered around Jesus Christ.
I pray to God on bended knees, and Christ fills me with His peace.
That peace secured at Calvary, where Jesus died for you and me.

I come to Him with a heart of grief; God gives to me amazing relief.
He lifts the burden from my heart, and sinful ways begin to depart.
I come to Christ with no Hope, and He gives to me power to cope.
A power for this earthly race; supplied by God’s Awesome Grace.

I believe The Word as I hear it, and God gives me The Holy Spirit.
And The Holy Spirit I did receive, the very moment that I believed.
I surrender my life to Christ above, and God fills me with His Love.
Love to help me share The Word, until Truth, all men have heard.

I stand in need of His correction, and He gives me a new direction.
He forgives my past wicked life, and puts me on a path with Christ.
I come to Him out of empty strife, and He gives to me Eternal Life.
This empty world will pass away, but with Christ, I will forever stay.

You can come to Him my friend, and have yourself a better end,
If you would just believe in Christ, He too, will enter into your life.
God will forgive your sinful past, and give you a life that will last,
Life that will last for Eternity, where with Christ you’ll forever be.

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Our Mission

Our mission from the very start, was placed upon the Church’s heart,
This, to go into all the world, with Christ’s message, for all to herald.
Just one message for every nation, proclaiming God’s one salvation,
All sent forth, by God’s own Son, who died on Calvary for everyone.

Forty days after Christ rose again, He charged them to reach all men,
With the Good News of why He died; now seated at His Father’s side.
Jesus Christ died to be a propitiation, One who died for every nation,
Satisfying God’s Righteous wrath, and opening for us an eternal path.

Christ was indeed The Lamb of God, sent to save us from God’s rod,
Sent to us to be God’s sacrifice, paying for sinners the ultimate price.
Christ’s Righteous life hung on a tree, and slain to set all sinners free,
The Creator of the entire universe, upon a tree, became for us a curse.

Lord and Creator, Jesus Christ, came to be a substitutionary sacrifice,
For the Eternal Lord and Creator, came down to earth to be our Savior.
When at Calvary, God placed on Him, that penalty required for our sin,
And forsaken by His Father above, when on that cross He died in love.

This Gospel is what men proclaim, through the power of Christ’s Name.
God’s mission started in Jerusalem, while pointing to that time to come,
When Christ shall Reign upon that Hill, thus, fulfilling God’s Eternal Will,
And Peace will rule every nation, which comes to God for His Salvation.

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Church

The Church is Church my brother, a place to meet with one another,
A place to meet with our Lord, where grace and mercy are implored,
That place for worship and praise, lifted up to The Ancient of Days,
Men gathering, to bring glory to, The One Who created me and you.

Church is a body of those, who know, The Lord and desire to grow,
In the knowledge of Christ our Lord, as Christ's Body in one accord,
A place to encourage others in Christ, while living in this present life,
Support, that we can only receive, from men in life who also believe.

Church is more than a gathering, of men together to praise and sing,
As it's a place to seek The Lord, who, by love makes us one accord,
As believers are in the presence of, Jesus Christ, Who reigns above,
As Christ builds us together in unity, through the power from Calvary.

The local Church is the very heart, of The Savior's mission, to impart,
The very Truth of God's Salvation, in reaching each and every nation,
The Lord scattered His early Church, for His mission of greater worth,
So that as His Church, we could herald, God's Truth into all the world.

Today's Mission, is still the same, when Believers gather in His Name,
To focus upon our Lord God first, while The Savior builds His Church,
As The Lord grants direction to, His Living Stones, that's me and you,
To finish God's purpose, through us, all, for the glory of Christ Jesus.

(Copyright ©11/2012)

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Searching For a Church?

After your long and weary search, have you found the perfect church?
A simple church ruled by men; the perfect church you can’t condemn.
Or do they all appear the same, just another building with His Name?
And once inside you’re not sure, if you feel the presence of The Lord.

There’s only one true Church of God, upon this earth that all men trod.
That is The Church of Jesus Christ, and bought by Jesus, with His life.
God’s Church has no denomination, for in Christ is only one Salvation.
His Church has no walls my friend; it has a beginning but has no end.

Christ’s Church began at Pentecost, not for the righteous, but the lost.
His Church is made of sinful men, whom by God were all condemned.
But redeemed with a special price, when His Son became a sacrifice.
Then dipped into a cleansing flood; sinners purified by Christ’s Blood.

Are you looking to men to find, God’s forgiveness and peace of mind?
My friend, are you truly not that sure, where you can go to be secure?
Christ’s first Church had no steeple, and was filled with humble people.
Humble people who gave their life, to reach the world for Jesus Christ.

If you’re still searching for a church, you should end your weary search.
The Church is men like you and me, saved by Christ’s work on Calvary.
Nothing’s been added to the cross, except sinners who once were lost,
Since, they’ve entered in The Door, and now belong to Christ The Lord.

(Copyright ©04/2006)

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In God’s Mighty Hand

In light of God’s Truth and Grace, man can find no better place,
Than The Hand of Mighty God, Who maintains Love and a Rod;
His Rod of Judgment will extend, to a world that is condemned,
So indifferent to The Lord above, that they cannot see His love.

The love that men refuse to see, is Hope that sustains humanity,
One holds together everything, Christ our Lord and Eternal King,
The Blessed Hope of ages past, Hope, that for this age will last,
When at the end of this age, God will stop man’s darkened rage.

Today, God’s Hope extends to all, every nation, great and small,
Hope, that for believers endured, even as Judgment was poured,
On man’s rebellious wickedness, opposing God’s righteousness,
A battle for us, today that’s won, through the Love of God’s Son.

The Lord God today waits patiently, for men that have yet to see,
The love of Christ, many cherish, so that they too, will not perish,
But, come to repentance, in Him, Who, came to save all from sin,
And accept from God, eternal life, through His Son, Jesus Christ.

Even as evil powers, today assail, His Righteousness will prevail,
The evil, who God, they ignore, will see the wrath, He has in store,
While in Jesus Christ I will stand, protected in God’s Mighty Hand,
Saved from His wrath by salvation, that will come on every nation.

(Copyright ©04/2010)

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The Sign of Jonah

In the tomb for three days, but, He’d rise to the Father’s praise,
For three days and three nights, in that dark tomb, out of sight,
The Son of God, sent to save, now lay dead down in the grave,
For indeed, Christ was dead, the hope of many turned to dread.

It was Jonah Christ pointed to, regarding all that God would do,
In the belly of a fish for a time, three days and nights for a sign,
After taken off that wicked tree, in the earth’s belly He would be,
Christ’s body in a tomb would lay, but, as He said, it didn’t stay.

Disciples scattered by the cross, now discouraged and felt lost,
It was truly a dark time for those, before The Lord had truly rose,
From the cross to that tomb, His followers now filled with doom,
What occurred caused much grief, filling all hearts with disbelief.

Their disbelief would take a turn, as all failing hearts would learn,
That Christ did just what He said, and Jesus was no longer dead,
Alive and here just like before, was Jesus Christ, The Risen Lord,
Back again, their Lord and friend, for that grave was not His end.

Just as the fish spit Jonah out; The Lord would have a turnabout,
Now risen by His own decree, was Christ, the Savior of humanity,
Now restored to God’s right hand, Lord and Savior of every land,
God’s Proven Hope to all nations, of His One and Only Salvation.

(Copyright ©04/2009)

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Today... 'Christ Jesus Our Lord

Nothing shall separate us from the love of God
for we are secure in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Love everlasting He have made known to us
when He came to earth and died upon the cross.

'The wages of sin is death' we clearly hear
but Christ Jesus our Lord has removed the fear.
The gift of God is eternal life in Christ
accomplished by His eternal sacrifice.

There is no condemnation for those in Christ
for He has fully paid our sins awful price.
Crying 'Father forgive' in His dying breath
He set us free from the law of sin and death.

No height or depth or anything in creation
can separate us from this great salvation.
The love that is found in Christ Jesus our Lord
has justified us and made us right with God.

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Ashamed To Honour Symbolic Death Crucifixion?

this one polished show claimed to be a Christian
yet when rare gifted he was with two unique poems
powerfully written in embodied bold Holy Spirit
this one swiftly destroyed these unique blessings

claimed people might believe him a religious nut
disciples of Jesus originally fear denounced Christ
in shock terror mortal fear for their threatened lives
followers fearing flogging crucifixion a criminal death

later disciples Holy Spirit lead witnessed their truth
were prepared to die and did for Christ their master
this one thinks martyr's crown in heaven foolishness
of five crowns worn in heaven martyrs crown highest

why of the five crowns is martyrs crown highest?
worn only by Christian martyrs who died in Christ
this one renounces Christ's name as inconvenient
is ashamed to honour symbolic death crucifixion?

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Disciples Of Jesus Overcame Denouncement Fear Of Death

disciples of Jesus originally fear denounced Christ
in shock terror mortal fear for their threatened lives
followers fearing flogging crucifixion a criminal death
later disciples Holy Spirit lead witnessed their truth
were prepared to die and did for Christ their master


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Steps To Sanctification

After accepting God’s Salvation, we proceed into sanctification,
As all believers are sanctified, by the One, who for sinners died,
Though we’re sanctified by the Lord, our part cannot be ignored,
Set apart for God, in this life, we’ve new steps ordered by Christ.

Feeding on the Word of God, while we live upon this earthly sod,
To get a Heavenly point of view, for the earthly issues we pursue,
As The Truths of God we must know, for a Christian to truly grow,
That source being His Holy Word; to what the Believer is referred.

Fill yourself with the Holy Spirit, to obey the Word, as you hear it,
For He is Comforter and Guide, the third person not to be denied,
Being filled with The Spirit friend, God’s purpose will be your end,
As He guides us, while in this life, to be a New Creature for Christ.

Flee from your former way of sin, this as that battle begins within,
A battle between old and new, as a New Life for God you pursue,
But if you flee with all your might, God will help to do what’s right,
As you yield The Lord your heart, those old ways will soon depart.

Fellowship among God’s Family, while you pursue Christ regularly,
Forsaking not the fellowship with, others who accepted God’s Gift,
The Gift of Life through His Son, as Christ’s Body we become one,
As believers in Him by New Birth, we’re the Body of Christ on earth.

Faithfully serve the Living God, while lead by Christ’s staff and rod,
Adhering to God’s Holy Word, by living out Truths that we’ve heard,
Willing to become God’s sacrifice, for our Lord, who paid the price,
While on a cross of condemnation, purchased for us Sanctification.

(Copyright ©05/2009)

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God’s Helping Hand

Let The Lord help you today, to find the path of His favored Way,
God’s Way unto abundant Life, the way above the grief and strife.
The helping hand of The Lord, will intervene when He’s implored,
As men seek God’s helping hand, in ways we cannot understand.

God’s helping hand, full of Grace, can help you any time or place,
When you truly desire to live for Him, in this world of darkened sin.
God wants to lead us in His Light, on a path that is pure and right,
So all men can come to know, that He’s a God who loves them so.

God’s hand above is lifted friend, for pending Judgment in the end,
Judgment that’s not destined for, all those men who love The Lord.
For God’s helping hand truly is, His heavenly guide to earthly bliss,
Anchored in The Savior’s Love, sent from The Spirit of God above.

God’s guidance is available to all, leading to Grace from man’s fall,
Where we can meet at the cross, The One who died for all the lost,
Christ who was pierced for you, so you can seek His Guidance too.
Where from the cross of Calvary, Jesus Christ will guide to Eternity.

Jesus Christ who died for all of us, now lives so we can put our trust,
In The One who died for man’s sin, so eternally we can live with Him.
Through God you can be assured, you will find life in Christ our Lord,
For the moment you come to Christ, God shall grant you Eternal Life.

(Copyright ©12/2006)

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Saved To Be Commissioned

Lord help us see what we’re not and change us not a little but a lot.
There is work to do for the harvest is plentiful but workers are few.
Christ came to show us The Way, why are we quiet almost every day?
He didn’t give us a spirit of timidity but of boldness for eternity.

Saved by The One and Only Name, how can we choose to remain the same?
We were saved out of the night to lead men to the only saving light.
Many today do not know His Name; Paul points this out to our shame.
But, we’ve been saved to proclaim our Blessed Lord and Savior’s Name.

We do live by faith in Christ alone but we need to point others home.
Remember back in your youth when someone shared with you The Truth.
The truth that all need to hear is that Christ’s return is very near.
First they must hear The Good News and there’s little time to lose.

Of The Gospel Paul was not ashamed for it is power when proclaimed,
Its power unto salvation meant to be preached to every single nation.
Salvation comes to all who believe, preach The Word and you will see.
Paul was a part of The Great Commission which today is our mission.

Our mission is sharing of God’s Word until men everywhere have heard.
The Gospel is Christ died for you and me and will return in Victory.
He’s coming back to redeem His own and take us to our Eternal Home.
Christ saves all who do believe; accept Him now and you won’t grieve.

(Copyright ©04/2004)

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Accountability

All men will be accountable, from the wisest man to the lowest fool,
Accountable to God, our Creator, and His Son who came as Savior.
Some men to a greater degree, who were exposed to Truth regularly,
Less for those who never heard, the regular teaching of God’s Word.

But all men will face accountability, to The Lord and God of Eternity.
Everyone on earth shall ultimately, confess to God on bended knee,
What they knew about Jesus Christ, as they reflect back on their life.
Saddened from choices they made, as their past before them is laid.

This fact will be especially true, of men Born Again, like me and you,
Who from Christ above received, The Holy Spirit when they believed.
The Spirit we received from God, helps us live on this earth we trod,
Living our life different from, the fallen past from where we’ve come.

Living our life to bring Glory to, The Lord, who died for me and you,
Christ died to take away our sin, so that we can live our life for Him.
This life we live, isn’t on our own, but in the power of God’s Throne,
Who sent His Son to show men how, we can live life, here and now.

Accountability is so that we grow, and from our life Christ will show,
While we are accountable to God, Christ leads us with staff and rod,
This as He uses our accountability, in ways which count for Eternity,
Gaining for believers eternal reward, when we live for Christ our Lord.

(Copyright ©06/2007)

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As His Wife

As Christ’s Church and as His wife, we have a purpose in our life,
When we gather together as one, under the headship of The Son,
In worship and instruction friend, together we seek a glorious end.
When we fellowship in one place, as believers to express our faith.

Worship friend’s an integral part, of expressing what’s in our heart,
As we worship Christ our King, with all our hearts in song we sing.
Worship through heartfelt song, from all The Lord’s earthly throng,
Praises lifted to The Lord above, thanking Him for all Christ’s Love.

Instruction we get from The Word, when The Truth of God is heard,
God using The Word of the Lord, sharper than a two-edged sword,
Instructing believers in our daily life, how to live each day for Christ.
As God’s Word cuts deep within, helping The Body to deal with sin.

Fellowship too, is an essential key, to prepare believers for eternity,
While building up the Body of Christ, God shapes us for eternal life.
Fellowship in every local church, strengths us in our Savior’s worth,
Reaching out unto your brother, as believers building up each other.

Expressing our faith in The Lord, is what Christ’s Church is here for,
Making disciples in every nation, to share with all men His salvation.
Expressing our faith in Jesus Christ, while being for Him a sacrifice,
Whatever the pain or the cost, to reach for Christ a world that’s lost.

(Copyright ©06/2006)

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The Stars and Lampstands

John, while on the island of Patmos, saw a vision of The Lord of Hosts,
Seeing The Lord of our Salvation, John penned the Book of Revelation.
John saw, held in The Savior’s Hand, a mystery, for men to understand,
Seven stars were in his right hand, along with seven golden lampstands.

The stars were seven angels for, the seven Churches of Christ our Lord,
The lampstands are seven Churches, that, The Lord loves and searches.
John would write down all he saw, watching and hearing The Lord of all,
And writing down Christ’s very words, John would pen all that he heard.

To the Church found at Ephesus, a church known for its Faith and trust,
They were warned by Christ above, that they’ve forsaken their first love.
To the faithful Church of Smyrna, through John’s writing they’d learn of,
Persecution that they would endure, but get a crown of life by The Lord.

In the body of Pergamum believers, there were a few spiritual deceivers,
Teaching believers of Christ’s Way, evil doctrines causing many to stray.
In Thyatira they’d tolerate Jezebel, leading some men into the pit of Hell,
Believers were told to stay their path, to not receive with Jezebel, Wrath.

To those in Sardis it was said, they appear alive but are spiritually dead,
And told to consider true belief, or Christ would come to them as a thief.
Believers in Philadelphia, filled with love, had not denied the Lord above,
They’d be kept, since they endured, from that hour of trial, by their Lord.

Laodicea was found to be lukewarm; not a cold or hot faith for the Lord,
Truly needing Christ’s Righteousness, to cover their spiritual nakedness.
These were all churches of that day; Christians who believed in The Way,
Churches from Ephesus to Laodicea, can all apply to Churches we see.

He who has an ear, let him hear, for today the Spirit of Christ is so near,
Standing and knocking at the door, is Jesus Christ our Savior and Lord.
Blessed are all who hear the Word, that those early Churches had heard,
And open the door to Jesus Christ, to receive from Him Everlasting Life.

(Copyright ©12/2007)

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I Survived... Beyond And Back

When my death came, I mourned my loss... and yet what could be done?
But suddenly I saw The Cross and Jesus Christ, God's Son...
I stared at Him a long, long while, above the ground below,
Where Jesus walked the second mile with warm blood still in flow...

Lord Jesus bled from hair and head, from back and hands and feet,
Till suddenly God's Son was dead, His sacrifice complete...
And in that second, I screamed out, enraged despite my grief
And in the crowd I ran about in utter disbelief...

They let Him die, they saw it all, they made me mad as Hell!
As if He were their spectacle and they were in a spell...
A sword appeared in my left hand, a voice said, 'Kill, kill, kill! '
Yet God made me to understand that Christ obeyed His will...

The sword fell down upon the ground as I gasped in surprise,
To see my King with thorns now crowned above His blood-stained eyes.
I trembled as my rage still burned, then fell down to my knees...
Here was the Saviour they had spurned despite His Mother's pleas...

I heard God's voice bid me depart and I went back to Earth
And there I wept with broken heart as if Man had no worth...
As if we all should go to Hell, no mercy to us shown,
As if we all should say farewell to all the joys we've known...

Somehow I slept, no more to weep, right there upon the floor,
Yet God gave me a dream to keep, to share for evermore...
I saw lost souls, so dark, depraved, a billion spared by Christ,
For by His blood their souls were saved when life was sacrificed...

And only then did my rage leave, as precious peace took hold,
With no more reason left to grieve through what I saw unfold...
God's mysteries remain as His, they last eternally,
As long as we know who Christ is... The King of Calvary...

Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012.

The poem is based on the Biography Channel
which has shared the life stories of some who
died yet came back with accounts of Heaven
and some of Hell. In this poem, I'm exploring
how someone responds to the death of Jesus.
Initial rage is based upon human understanding.
God's Word reveals His eternal plan of salvation.
Whether we will accept near death experiences,
dreams, visions, prophecy or poetry, we are
meant to accept God's Word, the Holy Bible.

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...

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The mighty coward

He was called the king of zanga,
his physique so built he's glaring with danger.
He lost his banter, now frowning with fire
his eyes red and strong, he's glowing with anger.

He found great pleasure in oppressing the weak,
they tremble in fear, for he threatens to kill.
He was seen as a mighty warlord,
for he was good with the sword.

He goes all over impossing fear.
wherever he goes, he lives a sign of death.
His palace is filled with skulls
of those slain by his sword,
and he smiles with bliss after tasting their blood.

But soon after, his rulling days were ended
for he became a coward in the sight of death.
He lost courage at the battle field,
his hands trembling, losing his sword.

His mighty heart had fled,
his terror rage quenched.
He saw a warrior like beast and was scared
trying to run, his head was cut off from his neck.

Now the great terror is no more,
for hiss terror days was ended on the battle field.
The mighty warrioir died a mighty coward,
for his fear got him slain by that warrior like beast.

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