The blessings of God are free
We all should carry out His decree;
Doing the deeds honestly,
Keeping His commands, you'll all agree.
We hear the gospel
But we are not listening;
The words hit so hard
But we omit the feeling.
He is in our heart,
He consumes our thoughts;
The Kingdom of God is at hand,
We pledge to do no wrong.
John was beheaded years ago,
Ordered by Herod the evil foe.
The world darkened in a wicked age
But now as stewards we are on a rage.
Equipped with armory
And powerful weapons
And faith and prayer as the shield of arms
And love & kindness to reveal the charms.
Surrendered and accepted
We made a pledge...
To worship God only...
Knowing very well, God is the head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We hear the Gospel but we are not listening: my sentiments exactly In this age of enlightenment the western Christian culture has forgotten the points this poem brings to the front. Terrance Tracy