Trash a Godless Life

Trash a Godless life Refrain from eating the fruit of strife By building dungeons and prisons with the tongue Knowing the power there, where with every utter Can subjugate the spirit and mind to the pits The gutter where filth like suicide and abuse roam Isn’t there the place where unsure of your purpose you are misused Or rather you misuse what you don’t know how to use Including your own self Point is, Trash a Godless life for if the heart deceives Then why follow it and not the power in the word that breathes life Bringing the spiritually dead to life Haven’t you then been instrumental in the execution of redemption power? Standing at the door he beckons every hour Why will you scorn to shame, while professing the faith is ours When all I did is choose when it came to the choice to be made In deciding the path of righteousness…. Having nothing to do with self As spelt out in the black book with the cross that gathers dust on your shelf All by grace through the action of the man that hang the shame you try to scorn out on a tree This is how it feels to be free The peace to know deliverance Trash a Godless life, for you have what millions will pay to have And taking it for granted you are split in halves Getting ridden by forces you cannot even begin to understand Standing under a truth about a thing called being too Christian Warm or cold, you got spat out and here you think, how tall I stand Wake up from your slumber, oh slumbered For if it is abundant in your heart the mouth will speak in a rush Take the God out of man and all you have left is trash.