>>> I like to ponder in His arms, Partaking in His Royal Charms,
Head and heart filled to overflowing, Blood Salvation, with nothing owing. <<<
By Arley Steinhour
"God's words have been corrupted,'
Some 'experts,' like to say,
They think we falsely interpreted,
And, In Hell, we're going to stay.
Their main gripe is 'Salvation,'
We want it all for free,
We can't have any Heaven station,
When we simply bend a knee.
'There's so much more to being saved,
There's many hard works to do;
If folks don't feel as if enslaved,
We aren't a part of Heaven's Stew.'
We all agree, we're Sinners,
Way beyond Salvation's hope,
Yet, they insist we can be Winners,
Sliding down our Hell-bent slope.
We must Repent, and Beat our Souls,
With Suffering, Self-induce,
God will see us try to meet His goals,
He will then, the punishment reduce.
'Repent,' oh, yes, we do agree,
From Sin do move away,
Trust in Sacrifice, upon the tree,
And, there's nothing there to pay.
'That can't be right,' they proclaim,
'He wouldn't die for me or you,'
They miss how He took our Sin and Shame,
Agape Love, displayed so true.
To folks who wait for proof in hand,
You'll see it, a 'twinkle of eye' too late,
For His Bride, Jesus don't use a band,
'Bride Snatched,' to Heaven's Gate.