A Wonderful Saviour is Jesus, my Lord
That hymn says it so well,
The Lily of the valley and bright morning star
Another, his attributes tell.
The world is in dire need
And it knows not for what,
It strives for perpetual satisfaction
In all the wrong spots.
Wealth and fame
Popularity and power
Amidst the turmoil and strife
Every hour on the hour.
The tabloids are replete
With news utterly depressing
To the relative exclusion
Of events uplifting.
Mass shootings on the rise
And terrorism too,
“There‘s nothing we can do,”
Appears the popular view.
But there is an answer
Though it eludes the blinded world,
Its thinkers and builders
Appear not to have heard.
From time immemorial
It has fallen on the deaf ears
Of a world at enmity with God
In spite of these fears.
Jesus is the answer
For the world today,
This song’s message is rejected
And the world continues to pay.
Entertainment is its opium
And revelry is mounting,
Numerous believers are participating
But, who is counting?
The cost I mean…
Of a single lost soul…
Even among church membership
That are supposedly in the fold.
Yes, the coldness is obvious
Regarding the lost,
Once it used be the adage
“Win them at any cost”.
Now, it distinctly appears
We must join them to win them…
A notion rather futile
But we don’t see the problem.
The light of the world is Jesus
Another song we sing
And also “Walking in the Light”
But that’s another thing.
Yes, we are the salt
And we are the light
But where is the seasoning?
And where is the spiritual insight?
Rescue the perishing
And what about the dying?
The fact that it’s getting darker,
There’s no use denying.
There be some who advocate
There’s gonna be a brighter day
But with out Jesus in charge
It will never happen ‘bout hey.
A rudderless church
Where once the spiritual hub
Now little different from the world,
Just another social club.
Sounds like the Laodicean church
Which had lost its way,
Boasting much but stark naked
In that time and today
I could go and on
But the point has been made,
Oft what appears to be solid ground
Ends up being an everglade.
On Christ the solid rock we stand
All other ground is sinking sand
And if we are to exit the devil’s maze
We must be led by God’s almighty hand.
A mighty fortress is our God
But the arm of flesh will fail,
To trust in man is to be damned
Such trust will not avail.
Prayer may be the key
But obedience is the way,
And what God says to us to do
Is far more important on any given day.
Stewart Russell © August 2019
