Stuff the Stuff
Even the holiest couldn't know Him but a glimpse was enough
Going through times so grim life wasn't about the worldly stuff
They shined through these moments giving God all the praise
They never sat on the fence in so by following the Lord's Ways
But today it is a different story too many people are distracted
They can not see God's Glory for His Light satan has refracted
Yet His Light is still there His Glory was, is and will never cease
You should read up on His Story and not let the devil so fleece
In prison they would sing and what happened to Paul and Silas
Let's say freedom would ring, The Rescuer of all from the abyss
But many don't sing, in fact in His Name they don't even believe
And to them these words do not ring another trick up his sleeve
For either you're in or you're out yet only God knows your heart
He knows your every single doubt the very instant of it's start
He knows you so well but it is you who needs to open the door
So many picking hell when there was so much, so much more
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2015
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