Wednesday, May 11, 2011

In the Matter of Choices

The world in lurid dissonance
Its paltry offering waves
But it cannot give hope a chance
Or reach beneath cold graves

It smiles with lies and cheating guise
To lure the seeker in
Its sordid prize lost as he dies
Too late to undo sin

The Father waits in patient love
He whispers at our door
He holds the keys to heaven above
And life forevermore

He will not break the holds we make
Nor will He walk away
In love He pleads to fill our needs
Before the Judgment Day


Psalms 1

1 Blessed is the one
who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
or sit in the company of mockers,
2 but whose delight is in the law of the LORD,
and who meditates on his law day and night.
3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers.
4 Not so the wicked!
They are like chaff
that the wind blows away.
5 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,
nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.
6 For the LORD watches over the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.

1 comment:

Hope said...

oh, how wonderful! hear! hear!

love the painting. who is it by?