The cross

I ask in the name of the Lord,
Do not let His words be ignored;
Agree with others not to split,
Keeping the church as one unit.

Uniting what you understand,
Not being built on sinking sand;
Bickering while you argue,
Will make the church lose its value.

Christ did not send me to baptize,
But to the church to energize;
As I am spreading the Good News,
Through poetry of His values.

It is the Gospel that I preach,
Through the poetry that I teach;
While the message is the cross,
To bring order to this chaos.

The core of the cross could be lost,
If unaware of the true cost;
And attending church be in vain,
As it would be downright mundane.

The Word of the cross is foolish,
For all of those who will perish;
But to us who have salvation,
God gives us a new foundation.

Copyright © 2009 Richard Newton Sherrer

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