Calling All Christians A Call to Arms

Of course, I don’t mean guns I mean your arms, of course Lift them up to the Lord and Rejoice! Praise Him with all your heart Allow His Holy Spirit to engulf your whole being With His mighty firearms Let Him burn away your sins and pierce your soul Let Him in, Let Him in Hear ye, hear yeah Hear His almighty call And behold His mighty sword Slice away any cancerous shenanigans Immerse yourself in His love Let Him be your guiding Light Through these dark, seemingly darkest of times Don’t ever let anyone stomp out your faith Especially me, especially me It be never my intent to ever to do so Quite the opposite in facto Sure, I have my moments of doubt and pain He knows my every short coming Sure, sometimes I even faulter But rest assure, I read His Word As my daily bread for sustenance Only He is truly fulfilling He may be the only one who cares So, I bare my soul, to thee I share with you how I really feel Here’s the deal . . . I long for a Democracy of Heaven We rebel against kings in this country But that’s really not His Way, is it? He’s the King of kings! The Lord of lords! So, I humble myself to His will, and not my own Though sometimes I know not what I write But this I do know, and it just feels right “Jesus for President!” and I’ll be His running mate He’s the President of presidents! He certainly has my vote! I throw down my rug, I throw in the towel And kneel before His Grace I pray to the Prince of Peace Let this day be the day That I see His face That He grace this place, this time With His mighty Bomb of bombs His mighty Arms of arms And hug the child within us all And keep us all from harm So, tallyho! I lift my arms up in surrender He really blows my mind sometimes ‘specially when I put my trust in Him. The End.