Through the prism of faith, pure and bright, God’s Light shines forth, a beacon of might. Three sides reflect in perfect form, The Father, the Son, the Spirit reborn.
God the Father, eternal and wise, His love pours down from heavenly skies. Creator of all, His hands did mold, A world of wonders, both new and old.
God the Son, the Savior, so pure, In His sacrifice, our hope is sure. Through the cross, His mercy flows, His love a light that forever glows.
God the Spirit, gentle and true, Guiding us daily in all that we do. His presence within, a whisper so near, A flame of comfort, dispelling all fear.
As light passes through, the colors break free, A spectrum of grace for all to see. Through this prism, God’s glory is shown, Reflecting His love, making it known.
In the Father, the Son, the Spirit’s embrace, We reflect His light, His boundless grace. Through us, His truth and love take flight, Shining forever in radiant light.
The sun is setting fast, the race is almost run, The shadows long and deep beneath the fading sun. Each step has been a journey, each breath a fleeting grace, Now twilight calls me softly toward another place.
I’ve walked through days of sorrow, I’ve danced in moments bright, I’ve battled through the darkness, I’ve cherished every light. The road that lies behind me, though winding, steep, and long, Has taught me strength in silence, has filled my soul with song.
The race is almost over, the finish line in sight, But even in the waning, I feel the morning’s light. For death is but a doorway, a passage to the new, Where every tear is lifted, where skies are always blue.
So as the sun is sinking, my heart begins to soar, For though this journey’s ending, there waits forevermore.
If you are afraid of the devil’s snare, You haven’t yet found Jesus there. For in His name, all fear must flee, And chains are broken, setting free.
The devil may whisper, deceive, and lie, But Jesus reigns, He is nearby. With every step, His light will shine, And darkness fades before the divine.
If you tremble at shadows, unsure of the way, Seek Jesus, the truth, and never sway. For in His love, there’s no need for fear, His power and peace are ever near.
The enemy trembles at His name, For Christ alone defeats all shame. So if you fear the devil’s roar, Know Jesus stands at heaven’s door.
With faith in Christ, you’ll boldly stand, The devil defeated by God’s hand. For once you’ve found the Savior true, There’s nothing left that can undo.
Most people only dream of what pilots have seen, The skies so vast, a world serene. They soar through clouds like whispered air, And touch the heavens with a prayer.
Above the earth, they glide with grace, Where sunsets paint the endless space. From dawn’s first light to twilight’s gleam, They see the world as in a dream.
The cities glow like stars below, While mountains rise with peaks of snow. Oceans stretch with sapphire hues, As endless skies unveil their views.
Most people dream of heights untold, But pilots see the skies unfold. With wings of freedom, hearts of fire, They chase the horizon, ever higher.
In flight, they find a sacred peace, A quiet where the troubles cease. For only few, with courage keen, Live the dreams that others have only seen.
In the days ahead, when choices loom, And voices echo in the room, My focus clear, my heart stays calm— Not on the donkey or the elephant, but on the Lamb.
For earthly powers rise and fall, Yet only One can rule them all. The Lamb who gave His life for me, Is where my focus needs to be.
The donkey brays, the elephant stands, But neither holds my heart’s commands. I follow not their fleeting plans— My eyes are fixed upon the Lamb.
For in His grace, true hope is found, In love and mercy, I’m unbound. No earthly symbol, creed, or brand Can sway my faith or change my stand.
So as the world debates and roars, I’ll seek the One who opens doors, My focus firm, my faith unshaken, In the Lamb, my heart awakened.
As a Christian, I stand and see, The tug of politics calls to me. But where, O Lord, should I align? With earthly banners or what’s divine?
Should my party’s creed or badge I wear Outshine the cross I’m meant to bear? For You have called me, not to fight For man’s own rule, but Your true light.
The moral compass of the land, Does not lie in the party’s hand, But with the hearts that seek Your way— Men who choose truth over sway.
To change the course of any cause, We must return to heaven’s laws, For it’s the heart that makes the stand— Not the label, not the brand.
So, Lord, let me first serve You, And let my actions speak as true. To shift the compass of the crowd, Start with one heart, humble and bowed.
Wars are won in the hearts of man, Not through the destruction of all we can. Hurt and ruin bring no peace, Only through God’s love can we find release.
We battle not for land or pride, But for the healing we hold inside. Victory blooms where hatred ends, When we let His peace make us friends.
Oh God, we ask, draw close once more, Let hearts find peace instead of war. Teach us to love, to heal, to mend, For only through You can enemies bend.
