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Bob Gotti, 9 march 2014
From Saul To Paul
Saul was a very zealous Pharisee, committed to The God of Eternity,
A circumcised Hebrew of Hebrews, opposed to Christ’s Good News,
Saul threatened to murder anyone, who avowed belief in God’s Son,
Fomenting great hatred and strife, against That Way of Jesus Christ.
Those believing in that time and day, were called people of The Way,
Saul then journeyed to Damascus, to arrest believers in Christ Jesus,
On his journey to destroy the Way, the Lord Jesus had words to say,
“Saul, Saul why do you persecute me”, said The Lord of the Pharisee.
This after Saul fell down in fright, all surrounded, by a Heavenly Light,
The men with Saul heard God’s Son, however, those men saw no one,
Telling Saul simply to continue into, Damascus, to be told what to do,
When Saul got up he could not see, and was led by hand into the city.
In the city Saul’s sight was restored, by Ananias a disciple of the Lord,
With hands scales fell from his eyes, through Christ, who he despised;
Yet some disciples were still afraid, because of havoc Saul had made,
But Barnabas a disciple of Christ, encourages Saul about his New Life.
God can save and change anyone, who comes to Christ, His Only Son,
Just as He changed Saul of Tarsus, to become an instrument of Jesus,
Christ’s Light, to the gentile world, as The Good News, he would herald,
No longer would he be called Saul, but now for Christ, the Apostle Paul.
(Copyright ©04/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 9 march 2014
Former Days
We were blessed in former days, because of many righteous ways,
As God was exalted in the Nation, and we leaned on His Revelation,
But, today we’re void of Holy Scripture, as God is not in the picture,
The times get darker every day, as the Nation chooses a darker way.
As sin’s darkness riddles the land, the Lord waits with Uplifted Hand.
Not for blessing, but for worse, as this land is captive to sin’s curse,
Many have led with amoral thought, and perverseness it has wrought,
Humanistic men have us on a path, not for blessing, but God’s wrath.
What many souls, think not of, is The Righteous God reigning above,
A Holy God Who doesn’t change, as His Standard remains the same,
So if iniquity continues to assail, God’s Righteous Justice will prevail,
Holy God will accept sin, never, and with man, He won’t strive forever.
True Godly reverence, there is but a trace, in a land blessed by Grace,
The Lord is simply not feared by many, in a land of wealth and plenty,
Even by many, who know the Lord, some scripture, still goes ignored,
Creating much uncertainty and unrest, in a land that has been blessed.
As long as there’s light we must pray, for a country that’s lost its way,
We must pray, God moves on hearts, so by Grace, darkness departs,
And God can again have the place, of reverence, in our land of Grace,
So, in lieu of falling deeper into night, we could be led by God’s Light.
(Copyright ©04/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 9 march 2014
Demeaning God
Mother Nature and Father Time, are wacky forces of man’s design,
By fallen man as a substitute, for God as an unbelievable resolute;
We can’t forget Old Man Winter; he is one more deceptive splinter,
In that spiritual coffin they make, when The Lord God they forsake.
Warm and fuzzy terms conceived, for a God they haven’t believed,
The created forces in their mind, as they shove the Creator behind,
Left behind and forgotten by men, whose ideas God will condemn,
Thinking that Satan has conceived, so those men will be deceived.
It is just what Satan wants to see, throughout all of fallen humanity,
Mankind dismissing God above, replaced by images they think of,
Perpetuating a vain, humanist view, of everything that God can do,
Acting as if God does not exist, while in their unbelief they persist.
Thinking that God can be ignored, no thought is given to our Lord,
Regarding God, their thoughtlessness, reflects spiritual ignorance,
As they report to understand, but, never acknowledge God’s hand,
In the things He controls each day, reflected in the words they say.
From God, there’ll be recompense, for mankind’s willful ignorance,
Reducing powers of God down to, Mother Nature’s fictitious Crew,
When Christ shows himself to all, unbelievers, those big and small,
All, who reduce the power of God, will be reduced by Christ’s Rod.
(Copyright ©04/2011 Bob Gotti)
POEWHIT, 9 march 2014
H U N G E R
My kingdom for bread
"the jester said"
Hunger at the gate door
Bread man, an empty more
Hunger with burning pain
Some bread, before insane
Bread, bread, more here
Empty, gone-last words ear
3/9/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
Satish Verma, 9 march 2014
JUDGEMENT
In a death-trap of a stadium,
as if I am stoned to death.
Chrysanthemums bloomed in vain.
On your body three beasts climbed
for ravaging a fawn.
The rape was only your fault,
you had to die.
When a crowd of thousand bystanders
came to watch your mutilated body,
you had left for home,
uncrying and bleeding.
A human soul,
undefended.
Now a script will be protected.
Stones leap to praise the ghosts.
Satish Verma
Bob Gotti, 8 march 2014
Not Borrowed Time
Some say I’m on borrowed time, but I am living out God’s design,
My present life, planned out by God, well beyond this earthly sod.
My days are in The Book of Life, all, written down by Jesus Christ,
The very Author of my salvation, planned my start and destination.
He knows the beginning and end, every valley, hill and every bend,
As all of my steps upon this sod, He now leads with staff and rod;
All was planned before I knew, the God, Who created me and you,
With every step ordered by Christ, yes, every path and bend in life.
Death, I could be facing friend, however, only God knows my end,
Indeed, the very time and place, as He sustains me, now by grace,
All by His Grace and His Power, The Lord, sustains my every hour,
No matter what the doctor may say, only God knows my final day.
The very life that God has for me, was determined through eternity,
Yes well before my mother’s womb, He knew He’d prepare a room,
A dwelling for me to be with Him, in Paradise, free of grief and sin,
Where I shall be forevermore, as I step through that Heavenly Door.
The very time set is God’s, not mine, all by His predestined design,
Well before this world’s foundation, God appointed my destination,
With this life being a temporal time, before I enter heaven’s sublime,
The time The Lord has set for me, to transition from earth to eternity.
(Copyright ©02/2014 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 8 march 2014
For God’s Service
For God’s Service, we are fit, when filled with God’s Holy Spirit,
Given power directly from Christ, as God works through our life,
Controlling all we do and say, when we abide in Him day to day,
Serving Christ, our Glorious King, the one controlling everything.
With Christ in complete control, He leads in tasks, big and small,
Tasks that we wouldn’t have done, if we did not know God’s Son,
But He leads us each day and hour, guided by His Spirit’s power,
To faithfully serve Christ above, sharing His Goodness and Love.
Witnesses for the One we serve, with blessings we don’t deserve,
As God saved us from a former life, to walk anew, in Jesus Christ,
We serve and love Christ Jesus, because God first loved all of us,
Even before we thought of Him, God’s Love saved us from all sin.
Serving Christ is an honor friend, service for The King with no end,
Service for Christ for all eternity, since God first loved you and me,
It is an honor, but it’s an obligation, to reach for Christ every nation,
With His Salvation, that all men need, whether or not, they do heed.
It is God’s Spirit that leads the way, bearing our witness day to day,
Opening up doors and other ways, to share Christ, to God’s Praise,
Using all us through various means, as seeds, He sows and gleans,
As The Holy Spirit continues to use, all of us to spread Good News.
(Copyright ©04/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 8 march 2014
Our Lord’s Compassions
God is merciful, beyond belief, when in trying times, providing relief,
Supplying enough comfort and grace, through each burden we face,
God’s mercy and grace will prevail, for His Compassions will not fail.
As trials come without warning, Compassions are new each morning.
Great is God’s faithfulness to us, to all, who belong to Christ Jesus,
The Hope He gives will forever last, even as our souls are downcast,
When God’s Hope, I call to mind, all my heaviness God lays behind,
The Lord is my portion; I shall wait, for my God’s Grace is never late.
Because of love, we’re not consumed, God’s Love, as trials loomed,
By God, our trials are not ignored, and it’s good to wait on The Lord,
Waiting upon God, quiet and still, as God works out His Perfect Will,
God’s Will, for each and every life, of all who belong to Jesus Christ.
God’s Mercy in abundance flows, to all those whom The Lord knows,
As He watches over us carefully, caring for all His own ever faithfully,
Caring for us with His endless love, watching us from Heaven above,
Pouring down upon us grace untold, down upon those of God’s fold.
The Mighty Shepherd is our Rock, always caring for His chosen flock,
Protecting His, from unseen harms, cradling us with Everlasting Arms,
He loves us with everlasting care, to keep us from falling into despair,
Whatever in life may be our lot; our Lord’s Compassions, they fail not.
(Copyright ©04/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 8 march 2014
They Care Not
There seems to be everywhere, intelligent people who don’t care,
About things of God we cherish; thought of God they just perish,
When speaking of God, they just sigh, as their Creator they deny,
Indifferent to the things of God, ending talk with a confident nod.
Whether for God, they’ve no time, or He never crosses their mind,
What all need to understand, their departure could be well at hand,
Departure from this temporal earth, without the Lord and new birth,
Means an eternity of darkness friend, as this life comes to an end.
Some people seem so far away, as words of God we have to say,
With intelligent people so aloof, even with all that unspoken proof,
While their words deny our Lord, not to mention, He goes ignored,
As they live out their daily life, there is no mention of Jesus Christ.
It’s not only men we pass each day, who may think the wrong way,
But, it’s our friends and family, who sigh at any talk about eternity;
The Lord our God they don’t need, so God’s Truth they don’t read,
Ignoring all Truth, revealed to us, they share not our hope in Jesus.
So we must give them over to, God, who saved both me and you,
We must leave them to The One, Who sent salvation for everyone,
The Only One, Who really can, change the hearts of wayward men,
Drawing them to that path in life, where they’ll accept Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©04/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 8 march 2014
Purpose In My Trial
Every minute, hour, every morning, He is with me into evening,
And He’s with me all night long, as He fills my heart with song,
A song that carries me all day, as I walk along that narrow way,
In the most trying time of my life, I’m led along by Jesus Christ.
The trial could be here to stay, but, Christ is with me every day,
And every day, He gives me hope, as The Lord helps me cope,
Though the times may look bleak, He helps me when I am weak,
In my weakness His power shows, as my strength in Him grows.
My hope is beyond what I know, as my Faith He allows to grow,
While His Spirit directs me above, all through the trial I speak of,
My trial that will not last forever, while God will forsake me never,
While I walk with Him earnestly, looking forward towards Eternity.
Though I am tried for a while, He helps me keep a cheerful smile,
From God’s peace, He put inside, as in Christ, my Savior I abide,
Through God’s strength and power, as I abide each day and hour,
Being a testimony, for all to see, of the Grace, Christ granted me.
It’s for God’s purpose that I’m here, so in my trial, I need not fear,
Or get weighed down in anxiety, as He knows what’s best for me,
For God, I am here as living proof, of God’s Power and His Truth,
A light, for those around my life, that they may know Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©04/2011 Bob Gotti)
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