Monday, November 12, 2012


(Descent, Deception, And Desensitization)

Once a pastor fought the cause and took aim
Now you’re lucky if a pastor knows your name
The 1950′s biggest trouble in school was chewing gum
Now the school grounds they’re killing from
There was a day when your barn burnt down
Many came to rebuild from that town
When you were sick and needed help most
Church and family lined up to be your host
When a stranger in need came to ask
Now send him down the street to complete the task
When parents spanked their kids and it all made sense
Now we tolerate bad behavior, no real consequence
There was a time when family was very near
Now they’re far and spread, and we hardly hear
Truth about eternity, hell, fire and brimstone
Now they preach fluffy stories to reduce the tone
They think the Church is a building to entertain all
To manipulate with music, not knowing their great fall
Now they preach how to prosper and to gain
Not knowing the Word teaches it’s all in vain
What does a man gain to profit and toil
Only now to have his soul to spoil
The Church is believers to worship in it
Now we invite tares to come in and split
Instead of reaching out and doing a good deed
We now give a fraction, saying we’ve sown our seed
When the seed is really Jesus in our life
Spreading it individually and to suffer strife
The wise, mighty, and noble are scarcely called
It’s the humble and abase to Him who have crawled
Our knowledge has greatly increased
Our spirit though is almost deceased
Once was a button only to sew and hold
Now it’s a key stroke, powerful and bold
At the touch of a button we can now watch porn
Where many use to read God’s Word and be warned
Now sports, movies, and games have taken the place
When it was mostly family and friends that we’d interface
No longer molten calves as god’s we bow down to
It’s now thousands of things that we pursue
Instead of being separate and sanctified
We now look like the rest of the world and mortified
Now 2012 and there is a great shift
Truth, loyalty, and justice have all gone a drift
Had you known what hour the thief would enter
Would you’ve prepared yourself, an armed defender
The enemies plan was slowly making us compromise
When the truth about him, he’s the father of all lies
By Ron Evartt

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