General (Vol. 1)
The Path
- The path extends beyond the realm of eyes
Into the darkness of the long unknown,
Yet light is not a flash nor a surprise
But leads the way to Your eternal throne:
How soon despair descends upon a calm,
How quickly it disperses with Your grace,
How easy for your sheep to come to harm,
How lovingly You bring us back to base.
- Our febrile city ways mar and distract,
More tied to process than what we achieve,
The code is to keep busy and react,
Ignore good counsel and what we believe:
Temptation comes not clad in tail and horns
But in a plea for compromise and haste,
Our fear is not of scorching but of scorn,
Not judged for error but for lack of taste.
- Your churches lie neglected in the shade
Of mammon's gleaming towers of steel and glass;
We think of resolutions we have made,
Now faded to nostalgia, as we pass:
Yet, like the light, this presence is so near,
The need so great, the danger never far,
May we reflect on what we hold most dear
And why You love and made us as we are.
