A New Heart

Tame the fiery tongue I must With humility, in Christ I trust My struggle with pride so strong Self preservation with justification so wrong A new heart of flesh promised A renewed spirit I must not resist Wrestling between my will and His way Seems to be the everyday Complete restoration in His good time…

Fight The Good Fight

Every organisation is filled with people; A diatribe of personalities cripple. Filled with worldly folk; All carrying heavy yoke. How shall we then behave; For none is without worldly crave. To be His salt and light; To fight the good fight. All for One; Our one true call, His Will be done.