What is true? What is false?
Am I for Reverend, for Pastor, or for Apostle?
Am I on the march of sanctification or a pilgrim who has stalled?
Does the grace of God cover all?
Do I rise to the light of knowledge?
Or fall to the darkness of folly?
Am I a student of the power of the Gospel?
Or a disciple of precepts jolly?
Who is creeping into my household?
Whose slick hands are turning me into mould?
Is my weeping leading faithfulness to the fingers of corruption?
Who has captured my heart with disruption?
Are my passions leading me astray?
Am I a sheep fed to disarray?
Why does my deliverance delay?
How or where should I fast and pray?
I sleep late in the night and yawn early in the morning;
Always reading, watching and listening,
But never discerning what's concerning.
When will I feel the sun's ray for which I am yearning?
Where is my hope?
Where is my sanctuary?
Who will lead me home?
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Christ alone is my all in all
He is the peace that calms the raging storm
He is the truth that shines a spotlight tall;
The faithful are empowered and deceivers are exposed,
By the double-edged sword, the enemy of real salvation is deposed
The gracious love of Jesus breaks my heart of stone
And lifts me to an edifice I can truly call home.
