The Christian way is hard they say
It seems we have no freedom
Looking there the walk has cares
Which attend serving The Kingdom
The path is tough the trail is rough
Folks don't want to hear
They say, "Your walk don't match your talk!"
As they sit drunk on beer.
We have to face great lack of grace
Even with our own
They will shun and when they're done
Their hearts are cold as stone.
The toughest part of a Christian's walk
Is not the strictness of it
No smoking, drinking, other stuff
Which most will do and love it!
The hardest thing that our faith brings
Is not the denigration
The family's jokes, the scowling folks
Who bring humiliation
The most that Christians have to face
Is not the hours of prayer⏳️
Though it's hard suffering the shards
The fragments of despair
God, He makes the rocky road
As simple as can be
We've all heard the living Word
If we have eyes to see 👀
But the toughest thing we have to face
Is our heart for the lost
The dead who speak in emptiness seek
Their "wealth" at such a cost!
We really care, we are aware
That they're an empty shell
Their highway is broad, bereft of God
And leads them straight to hell!
I don't want them to perish!
That fate shoud not be theirs!
We want to speak so theÿ will seek
Jesus will take their cares!
I hope the Father uses me
To be a one appointed
To be the voice which leads their choice
So loud it is anointed!
Use me Lord! I am a sword
Honed for many years!
The hour is late! Their help can't wait!
They're hurting, full of fear!
Please take all the secret sins
Which I hold in my heart
Then freedom's mine! The love divine ✨️ 💖
I can make a start
The power that binds the heart and mind
Is what made prophets awed
For they could see what soon can be
The healing Spirit of God.
SøułSurvivør
12/2025