In the day you seek Me with your whole heart,
THAT’S the day that I, the Lord God, will be found…
I took this challenge, receiving a new-heart profound.
In varied ways, Christ still walks the streets today...
One day, someday, you’ll need him; ‘come what may.’
Where are the role-models of gallantry and heroism...?
Wounded ones are everywhere, too disillusioned to care.
Lost ones, with faded dreams, are angry with a zombie stare.
Foundations of heroes are past; are we now losing our song-?
Behold the Lamb of God, which takes away sin “all day long.”
TV news with tragedies all around, perhaps the bible is best found.
Believers are hurt by religious systems; some are now in isolation.
Warriors of the futurity, feel God’s river revitalizing consolation?
As he was on the cross I know he bought my pardon, for liberty.
Unworthy, of mercy, still His blood of victory flows through me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem