N’T BE A WIMP

When the pace seems slow

And few there be to care or know

That the world’s crept in the doors

And slackened every godly cause

When folks no longer want to pray

And seek the Lord to know His way

For sloth and ease have broken in

And robbed the church of the power to win

Then do not let this crippling sin

Take hold of you and lock you in.

Buckle up as ne’er before,

Take hold of heaven and knock its door.

Smash every tendency to be

Like others around who cannot see.

When the tempting battle gets to boiling’

Treat the world as deadly poison!

No matter how many may be your foes

They will never stand your knockout blows.

When all around are misbehaving,

Sound the trumpet with banners waving.

Though the world and devils around may scoff

Just lift up your sword and write them off.

There’s no time left to mess about,

Tell the lazy ones, “Stop being a lout!”

For there will be a sure reward

For those who diligently seek the Lord.

It is true you see, the surest way to victory

Is always on the bended knee.

Colin Campbell