Poem: Preach Unto Death

Preach Unto Death

If life is Christ and death is gain

this brings perspective to the pain

What can this world do to me now?

I know it’s all been planned somehow

The light in me is from above

He changed my heart and taught me love

Now all I want to do is strive

to work hard while I’m still alive

and reach out with unwavering hands

to preach the Gospel in the land

to bear the jeers and scorn and strife

to urge them to take hold of Life

to speak against the Culture Kings,

exposing worthless worldly things.

They’ll hate me, and already do

As Sol’mon asks, “what else is new?”

If truth was authored by our lust

then Man’d be God, and God be dust

We go to them because they’re Lost

no matter what the earthly cost

And while I write this, we are free

to go and preach from sea to sea

So let us then, while there’s still time,

go do the task of the Divine

A gift and duty, both in one

We worship Father, Spirit, Son

by boldly praising His great name

to those who think us quite insane

We’ll gladly take their scorn and ire

Our passion for the Christ is higher

If you’re not standing for Him now,

when persecution comes, then how?

Now stand the mob inimical

for soon it may turn physical.

The faith which gives you comfort here

could soon result in shaking fear,

for those whose pride now clouds their brain

may be the reason you get slain.

Are you prepared to face the end

without a single earthly friend?

But if I die before my time,

I’ll praise the Lord, for He is mine!

                                       
              

Oh yes, there are more to come! The longest one yet is still ahead :)

~ Rak Chazak