Fighting the Four Evils

A man is born Growing up and maturing With dreams and aspirations; Seeking to pursue his dreams Single-minded in his own dreams, Full of ambition For prosperity and security. He toils all day and night In all his pursuits; Day by day he toils Improving himself for his own glory Until he succeeds. A successful man became, Gaining much wealth, a loving family, and many friends. "Why" he asks, "do I feel so empty inside?" Having everything yet nothing; Having so much, yet so little; Having all things, but yet nothing; Having wealth, but yet poverty For he seeks not God But his own dreams and visions His own prosperity and security; Hating the Lord God who gave him his life, And every single breath. Old age comes, His wealth becoming scarce, Family members and friends Decease one by one. He asks, "what is the point of life?" All is but an illusion Man is nothing but an actor on a stage And like grass That grows up tall, and...

Modern evangelism is my shepherd I shall not fear It protects me from being criticised, questioned or inquired by sinners It gives me an easy life, approval of sinners, and no risks My friendship, alongside with Jesus is needed for sinners to be saved It leads me to find a good reputation with sinners And sinners to be lead down a false path of righteousness Falsely thinking they are saved When I am being inquired by sinners Who are genuinely seeking to understand why they need God I can comfortably fall back on my friendship with sinners While leaving those who do not have my friendship To continue on the paths to Hell I shall not fear the sinners Because they have my friendship And they shall end up in Heaven because of my friendship The Gospel of Jesus Christ is not enough for sinners Street preaching and use of God’s Moral Law, I oppose without question Nor do I seek to understand why it is Biblical My friendship is what is needed And si...

When God wants to drill a man, And thrill a man, And skill a man When God wants to mold a man To play the noblest part; When He yearns with all His heart To create so great and bold a man That all the world shall be amazed, Watch His methods, watch His ways! How He ruthlessly perfects Whom He royally elects! How He hammers him and hurts him, And with mighty blows converts him Into trial shapes of clay which Only God understands; While his tortured heart is crying And he lifts beseeching hands! How He bends but never breaks When his good He undertakes; How He uses whom He chooses, And which every purpose fuses him; By every act induces him To try His splendor out- God knows what He's about.