You heard the news and thought with joy.
What wonders might this be?
I bekoned you to come and see.
“Come play with this new toy”.
The news you heard was not from there.
It comes from up above.
I bid you take from Holy hands,
This Great and Precious Love.
By His Grace.
We wake and yawn from a nights helpless sleep.
We prayed the night before our souls that He should keep.
And now we see a future pressed out before our eyes.
Another day has dawned. Yet much to our surprise.
It is no different than the one before; this day of possibilities.
For we have not changed. We are the same; a mess of liabilities.
We trust You Lord, our lips were heard to say.
“Can I trust You” the answer comes, “With holiness this day?”
How shocked we’ll be when His Dawn fully comes.
That we wasted so much time.
We traded dirt for gold and dross for coins
Yet He remains sublime.
By His Grace.
Oh that the world around us
Those who will die the death
Might know the Lord of mercy
And recognize His voice.
Then they would not murmur
Against things they cannot see
And would joyfilled see His hand at work
And Glorify His name.
Why would you die? The Lord is asking
His hand stretched out in love
I set the world to spin for you
I call you from Above.
The work is Great to save their souls
It cannot be done with man
For though they die and fade away
It’s He alone who can.
I hear You Lord in a fallen leaf
I see your love in rain
I’m here to bid them turn from sin
And Glorify Your Name.
Some things which seem insane to the world is normal in God’s Kingdom.
The world tells us we can never be close to God. We who know Him laugh at this lie.
The world says there is no God. Now, when we see our Love face to face who will be insane?
You think you are alone in this place of torment. There is a place, I tell you, where torment know no hope.
Have faith, little ones of God. You are Highly Favored.
By His Grace.
I raised the banner high. It was cold and dark. Who would see it?
I spoke the words of life. It was empty and hollow. Who would hear it?
I set my self up high. It was alone and fearsome. Who would believe it?
And when I come again. It will be triumphant. Who would receive it?
By His Grace.
How hidious is the sin of this world. How full to over flowing is the corruption it produces. Speak to a worldly man of the beauty of a woman and his mind will become aflame with desires of all kinds. Speak to a man who is tasting the glory of God regarding the same thing and his mind will immediately be filled with disgust and hatred for such speech.
There is a moment coming when God will move from His Glorious Throne. At that moment all the noise of rebellion will be stopped! The next noise that sounds will be the sound of eternity. In this place there is One sound; Jesus. No more corruption. No more vile speech. No more filthy desires. No more hatred. No more greed. In a moment all the noise of this world will cease! And all who revel in this orgy of sin will become fuel for the fire.
Wake up! Look around you! What is not God is about to DIE! How long will you sleep in your rebellion?
By His Grace.
We: Live, Die, Face Judgment. Jesus or die twice.
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