Walkin on Air
Misunderstand Me Right
He who dies with the most toys is still dead
regardless of much music and fanfare,
avarice brings only leanness instead
of joy: oh! To be season birthday-aware
of Jesus as God's only life-giving bread
who came with love and forgiveness to care
for all us lost, fallen, hopeless sinners
changed by his blood into endless soul-winners…
God wants spirit fruit, not religious nuts!
There's no key to happiness; door's unlocked:
forgetting Jesus on his birthday shuts
blessings out of life like a priest defrocked
whose shallow faith was filled with ifs and buts,
whose lip-service prayers and praises just mocked
God for wanting Jesus his bride to marry:
a grudge is a heavy thing to carry...
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regardless of much music and fanfare,
avarice brings only leanness instead
of joy: oh! To be season birthday-aware
of Jesus as God's only life-giving bread
who came with love and forgiveness to care
for all us lost, fallen, hopeless sinners
changed by his blood into endless soul-winners…
God wants spirit fruit, not religious nuts!
There's no key to happiness; door's unlocked:
forgetting Jesus on his birthday shuts
blessings out of life like a priest defrocked
whose shallow faith was filled with ifs and buts,
whose lip-service prayers and praises just mocked
God for wanting Jesus his bride to marry:
a grudge is a heavy thing to carry...
© All rights reserved
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Misunderstand Me Right
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