The Witness

The Witness

Something i wrote two days after we had a sermon on witnessing in my church. I first wrote it on my cell phone's memo pad then typed it when i got home that night. I hope you enjoy it.


I carry the manifest destiny in my soul
The world is my grounds and the light is my world
I walk by grace but grace I bring not
I hunt with the sword that’s but words yet cuts down the weak, wretched and wrong
The power divine though not mine will shine time and time again
Through rain, sleet, hail, hurricane, tornado winds
Though sin prevails and judged by all
None as great as The One who breaks the fall
So hear and believe as I testify
He hears the painful angry cries, the fights and the white lies
The love, the prayer, the victorious praise of those who raise the joy of his being
Listen, listen for the question I ask
Easy, plain, unmasked
Through eternity’s joy and sorrow do you know where you will dwell?
If you were to die today would you be certain of entrance to Heaven or would you plummet to Hell?
Jesus Christ can tell but do you know him as I know him
The Messiah, King of Kings, forever friends
I tell you this, Heaven is where I will reside after my life
So I ask again, will you live with Jesus Christ?