Source

One goal and many choices, Yet one is heard among the voices. We are learning to battle out the bad, Changing for a new heart that’s glad. Let’s look at the sources, There are two opposing forces. One says come and stay, The other says get lost, go away! As we sank down from the trip that lead to misery, We thought we’d reached the point of no return, Then we found a lightened destiny, Which blazed a trail and made us burn. Purifying flames made us come alive. Minds were carried through the veil of time. We were set down again on barren climbs, Once again aided to cross the jagged divide. He again resounds, “Come, follow me.” A simple phrase among the many, But more profound than any, And in these words, a precious melody. We are the ransomed, in a world of the damned, Reversing the process, giving light and hope to man. Chosen to do the work of saving lives, This right we honor, and in it shine. In living according to His word, We gain the reward of whom we serve. We must attain our goal from the right source. Be sure you are following the right course.