God's way

God’s Way

By I.M. Ulysses

What is man

That he should feel

A solemn touch

Of God who’s real

For he was born

To take a stand

And not bow down

At fools' command

To let hope rise

Within his breast

And rend his heart

His soul to test

For life does not

Come with restraint

For those who strive

While others faint

It must be grasped

With faith and power

That comes from God

In their dark hour

Such it is

For all mankind

Who seek a path

That’s not defined

Not to their own

Do they consult

But unto Whom

Angels exalt

To Him they come

Both great and small

From tribe and tongue

And before Him fall

So who is man

That he should boast

Of what he does

And all his host

The road’s not his

Nor is his course

It’s set by God

Who is the source

All this I know

And have been taught

That if God reigns

I cannot

Frank once said

It was my way

Living his life

As he would say

But that’s not true

Nor can it be

For God did not

Man's will make free

Our path was set

Before our time

To serve a purpose

The Lord defined

He made us

That we should learn

The path to life

That we can't earn

So I’m at pains

To speak my mind

And share this truth

To me confined

Man is nothing

Dust in the wind

Fit for death

Because of sin

But when all seemed lost

And death held sway

Christ came down

And did it God’s way.

It's what I do

By I.M. Ulysses

It’s what I do
When I am near
Because you're alone
And full of fear

It’s what I do
To make things right
When the light goes out
To keep things bright

It’s what I do
When you can’t get up
As you struggle to reach
Your coffee cup

It’s what I do

When the road is long
And you make a turn
That turns out wrong

It’s what I do

When our place’s a mess
Before friends visit
And you're too stressed

It’s what I do

In the parking lot
When it’s hard to find
A very good spot

It’s what I do

When you feel buried
By all life's cares
That make you worried

It’s what I do

When you’re sick in bed
And you can’t sleep
Until you are fed

It’s what I do

When you hear a clatter
And need to find out
Just what's the matter

It’s what I do

When life is tough
And all seems hopeless
And the going is rough

It’s what I do

When I’m up at 1
Writing a poem
Until it is done

Down on my knees
To God above

I ask for strength
And trust His love

So next time you ask

Just where it comes from
This power I have
That allows me to run

Just look to the sky

You'll know it’s from Him
Our Lord and our Saviour
Who my battles, win

His love and mercy

Still guide my way through
I’m nothing special
It’s just what I do.

For my wife, Marion.

(yeah, I know, up late again, but...
it's what I do (;->) )

Sit Down, Sit Down For Jesus.

By I.M. Ulysses

Sit down, sit down for Jesus,  The Lord will not be mocked
Bow all your heads in shame, Ye false Christians are lost
Stop with your great pretensions, His Words you have betrayed
And if you will not repent,  His wrath will not be stayed

Sit down, sit down for Jesus,  Defeat is in your grasp
You've compromised sound doctrine, The die has now been cast
For over two millennia, The Bible was revered
But now it has been trampled, It's message has been smeared

Sit down, sit down for Jesus,  A coward's fate awaits
For all who have denied Him, There'll be no Pearly Gates
False teachers and bad preaching, And all who they deceive
Politically correct tools, These men He won't receive

Stand up, Stand up for Jesus, Quit bowing to the world
Return unto the Saviour,  His banner  to unfurl
For all who seek his mercy, Salvation can be found
But all the craven cowards,  To hell they will be bound  

Dedicated to those who compromised, modified, or exchanged sound doctrine for a lie. Many were one-time sound Christians, who bowed to the world and to political correctness, because they were too cowardly to stand up for Jesus and the Word of God. May they acknowledge their sin, repent, and be saved, before it's  too late.

"But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death." - Revelations 21:8