APOLOGETICS

Apoligetics never made a Christian for the cause.

A Christian must be born, to take up arms and fight in wars.

Philosophy and argument with intellect debating,

Is such a foreign concept, to the Word just not relating.

Where’re the mighty deeds of Justin, for all his pen could write,

We should pattern after Martin, be a hero in the fight.

Best and Bosworth argued, to prove themselves each right

But all of that was nothing in the presence of the Light.

Round and round the words can go, but all that will confound,

When inspiration strikes, is one sentence so profound.

Philosophers are silenced then, though the simple stand alone

But just like David all it takes is one inspired stone.

YOU'LL FIND GOD'S WORK PROFOUND

Don't go look for faults.

For there’s plenty you can find

There’s a Pillar of Fire in the camp

Don’t search for faults behind

This Message’s not a mess

Don’t be Balaam’s friend

If you view the Bride the way he did

You’ll also meet his end.

God looked down and saw His men

He saw the sacrifice and altar

If you keep your eyes on the cloud and fire

Your courage will never falter.

If you’re looking out through natural eyes

The things you see confound

When viewed the way the Word insists

You'll find God's work profound.

THE COMFORTER

Our comfort that we get, comes from knowing we obey,

The entire counsel in the Lord, as we live from day to day.

Job’s comfort lay in knowing, he’d made daily sacrifice,

That all his sins were covered, for the lamb had paid the price.

Three Hebrew boys were comforted, as they waited to be burned,

Confident that they were right, for the idol they had spurned.

And when trials with great pressure come and press from every side,

Our comfort’s not imagined but a life that lives inside.

We’ve seen how it can be, with great men in times of old,

That in the face of all adversity, we can stand up strong and bold.

We can cope with crushing sorrow, we can hold on through great pain.

There’s only one requirement, you must be born again. 

Proof Doesn't Come in Documentation

My books may be burnt and papers destroyed

Along with times reading I ever enjoyed.

But nothing can take the Life that’s inside

The Word not just read but a Man bled and died.

For anointed and quickened a birth will occur

And the Word living not read is the One I prefer.

For nothing else changed the death in my life

With embedded carnality, pride and strife.

Gnosis won’t do it but experience will

And though critics raise up my mind is still,

And though I have one quote while others have two

It’s a Life living inside that sees me through.

“Discern the spirits,” was Christ’s clear instruction

To avoid deception and certain destruction.

So that Still Small Voice is never replaced

By documentation that is so easily misplaced.

The proof doesn’t come in documentation

But signs and wonders and clear vindication.

The wise virgin didn’t have their papers prepared

But oil in their lamps with wicks trimmed and cleared.

"Come in and take a taste of the original manna, the kind that fell on the day of Pentecost, the Manna for the church, the Holy Ghost, the Armor, what we're fortified... Not with intellectual education, doctor's degree, but we are fortified with the baptism of the Holy Ghost to prove the Word of God is the truth."

William Branham. To Take On the Whole Armour of God. 62-0701