Poem#60 Silent Gospel
1st Thessalonians 1, 2
How can someone like me be bold in carrying the Gospel?
Like those before me that seemed to be fearless in a Generation
That was in the middle of the Darkness of Sin a right to Fear
The Difference between people like us & the Pharisees of the Day
The Power of the Silent Gospel they couldn’t see because of loudness
Pharisees are too focused on looking the part instead of obeying Him
While we’re still sleeping let us be reminded of the Silent Gospel
Who was Born with only the Shining Star leaving a Sign only a few
Thanks to the Angels that Guided them to the King Born to be a Lamb
Those that like to share the jingle of coins in their pockets miss
Importance as the Widow puts in the last two pennies in the offering
Like the Powerful Silent Gospel of Her Prayers before going to Bed
Humbled Prayers go Farther then the Pharisees loud boastful tongues
Like those choosing to pray in their War Rooms with Angels on High Alert
Our Father ready to Send down the Line of Faith Stillness
As the Silent Gospel Awakens to calming the Storms, to dying on a Cross
As the Silent Gospel Spoke Forgivness of a World that didn’t understand
As the Silent Gospel Finished doing the Impossible Rescue of Redemption
How can someone like us be bold in carrying the Gospel like before?
By Answering the Silent Gospel’s Call to taking up our Own Cross to die
Like those Before gone in the Hall Of Faith Risen with the Silent Gospel
Let the Silence of the Obedience of Our Walk in Faith of Jesus
Be the Gospel people see even if they Never hear us coming as
We’re Listening, Feeling the Power of the Silent Gospel at Work
Like the GrandFather, like the GrandMother gone before us in Heaven
Their Prayers in the Silence of the Gospel still Rain down watching over
Their Children, like Our Father In Heaven wants us to Be Still in Him
1st Thessalonians 1, 2
How can someone like me be bold in carrying the Gospel?
Like those before me that seemed to be fearless in a Generation
That was in the middle of the Darkness of Sin a right to Fear
The Difference between people like us & the Pharisees of the Day
The Power of the Silent Gospel they couldn’t see because of loudness
Pharisees are too focused on looking the part instead of obeying Him
While we’re still sleeping let us be reminded of the Silent Gospel
Who was Born with only the Shining Star leaving a Sign only a few
Thanks to the Angels that Guided them to the King Born to be a Lamb
Those that like to share the jingle of coins in their pockets miss
Importance as the Widow puts in the last two pennies in the offering
Like the Powerful Silent Gospel of Her Prayers before going to Bed
Humbled Prayers go Farther then the Pharisees loud boastful tongues
Like those choosing to pray in their War Rooms with Angels on High Alert
Our Father ready to Send down the Line of Faith Stillness
As the Silent Gospel Awakens to calming the Storms, to dying on a Cross
As the Silent Gospel Spoke Forgivness of a World that didn’t understand
As the Silent Gospel Finished doing the Impossible Rescue of Redemption
How can someone like us be bold in carrying the Gospel like before?
By Answering the Silent Gospel’s Call to taking up our Own Cross to die
Like those Before gone in the Hall Of Faith Risen with the Silent Gospel
Let the Silence of the Obedience of Our Walk in Faith of Jesus
Be the Gospel people see even if they Never hear us coming as
We’re Listening, Feeling the Power of the Silent Gospel at Work
Like the GrandFather, like the GrandMother gone before us in Heaven
Their Prayers in the Silence of the Gospel still Rain down watching over
Their Children, like Our Father In Heaven wants us to Be Still in Him