THE WISE CHOICE

No confirmed unbeliever can inherit

Everlasting joy and peace above!

But the righteous made righteous be adoption

Are already ever living in His love! (*)

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There is nothing that can separate believers

Who by the Spirit are reborn,

From God’s love who gave His Son to save us.

Can a child from his mother’s arms be torn? (**)

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It could happen in this day and has happened.

But God has promised never to suffer loss.

The loss of any of His children who have

Arrived at acceptance through the cross.

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The cross is historically factual

“Before Christ,” and after dated true.

Persecuted Christians gladly suffered

To gain heaven!  What else could they do?

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Then you measure time to everlasting,

A ruler or math you do not need!

This beautiful life is but a vapor

The difference we all must concede!

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So where will you spend the everlasting?

The choice is positively yours!

I choose Jesus as my Redeemer

To Satan and his tensile lures!

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Calculus, you do not need to prove out

Or measure the best choice to make!

It is simple as knowing the difference

Between real joy and stake and bake!

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(*)  Galatians 4:5, Ephesians 1:5 and Romans 8:15, 28

(**) Isaiah 49:15-16 also Philippians 1:6

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Sam Cox 08.31.03

THE PATH FOR YOU

God is leading always; you may not feel directed,

The wilderness engulfs you, lost you feel rejected.

Jesus was rejected, rejection so complete

That only two knelt at His nail-pierced feet!

Just how lonely are you?  Does no one love or care?

You are in good company, you this with Jesus share!

He died for you rejected so that you need not fear

Ever being lonely for He is always near!

To comfort and to guide you although you may not see

A pattern or His footsteps, He still says, “Follow Me!”

We follow by believing by trusting in His Word,

Waiting and listening for that ‘still small voice’ you have heard.

Many times you have heard it, a clear and gentle prod,

“This way, walk ye in it,” the gentle voice of God!

Sometimes the path seems darkened no presence seen or felt.

Again you are in good company, Jesus, as He knelt

Alone in the ‘garden’ the weight of sin He bore.

The sin of all the ages, sins vilest filth and gore!

“Let this cup pass from Me,” He groaned but now we know

The path that led to Calvary, one way we need not go!

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He went there for us!!

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Sam Cox 08.29.03

ACKNOWLEDGING THE TRUE

Your body, have you noticed how it is subtly composed?

Parts and organs working from your head down to your toes? (*)

One fantastic orchestration, every cell knows what to do!

It is harmony of order with the orders up to you!

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Sure, it is tempered all together, every organ well endowed

With ability to function in its order as allowed.

One order from the top tells your feet how to walk.

An order from the brain tells your tongue and mouth to talk.

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Where to go, what to say in this intricate design,

We are tempered in adjustment to get along just fine!

The computer, human genius did it up do not you know,

But the brain, “It just happened!” quote some idiot so and so!

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Oops!  I am sorry!  Not an idiot!  God created his brain, too.

Maybe just an unbeliever not acknowledging the true!

The true truth as proclaimed in the Bible, do you read?

If you do, you have found that, “The truth can make you free!” (**)

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(*)  1 Corinthians 12:24

(**) “…know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.”

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Sam Cox 08.25.03

Ah the Bible, most important book on your shelf!  Actually it is a library containing 66 books.  Take awhile to read it!  Why not start at the beginning, Genesis 1:1, “In the beginning, God…”  You see God always was and He is, and He always will be.  That last statement indicates something we have in common, we will live forever!  Now, what did God do?  “God created us in His image.”  Take a look in the mirror.  “You are fearfully and wonderfully made.”

GOD IS

We have a tendency to try and make profound assertions,

Explaining every truth away, from Genesis to curtains!

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But do these explanations really satisfy at all?

Or do they raise more questions to confuse and cause the fall–

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Of true insightful thinking on theories past and now?

My how they change those theories to which we humbly bow!

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Centrifugal, centripetal forces they all play

An important part in clearing up what happens everyday!

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Ah, forces, now we are talking!  Or force can we admit

There is a force supreme to which all actions must commit?

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For without the prime, original cause of all we see (*)

Without our God, Creator, there is nothing that could be!

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I will never see a poem or a thesis written down

Or any such attempt by an ape or monkey clown!

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Let us face it; species may have been evolving gradually,

Within the realm of their own kind, to a small or a large degree.

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But flesh of man and flesh of beast will differ evermore!

Should I be convinced otherwise, I promise to explore.

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Let us give monkey, for that theory, he hath written down

And place upon his furry head the literary crown!

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But that can never happen for “God breathed in man,” you see

That crown of His creation, breath of immortality!

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This was bestowed on primal man, not evolving monkey.

God is and is perfecting through circumstances you and me.

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(*) Or do not see

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Sam Cox 07.05.03

THE ROAR OF THE LION

The lion, from Judah’s tribe, He came

To rescue man from sin,

But the master of sin, the sibilant,

Came planting sins poison within.

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Cleansing the temple of merchants He roared!

And the fear of God came down!

Tornado-like power swept through the courts

All fled from God’s angry frown.

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His robe seemed burnished with golden flame

And flaming darts seemed to fly

From His mouth as He drove the evil out!

“Do not return!  Do not even try!”

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The roar was heard through the city that day,

A reverberation of sound,

The bleating of sheep, cattle stamping,

But the serpent was still around!

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Anaconda, cobra, rattler, a snake!

Yes, he comes “as an angel of light.”

Can crush you, swallow, poison, and kill

Even while you are thinking delight!

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But we need not fear the serpent’s sting,

His deception we clearly can know!

The final victory belongs to the “Lamb”

When the “Lions roar” drives sin below!

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Sam Cox 08.12.03

GIVING THANKS AT THANKSGIVING

He meets me in the morning when

The eastern skies are gray,

His smile starts spreading over the sky

And backs the gloom away!

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That smile grows wider, soon the east

Is bright and rosy red.

The wind is the ripple of His laugh

At something Gabriel said!

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It is clear to me the birds are glad,

They are echoing His cheer.

Their homes exposed to wind and rain

That song, does it show fear?

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Why should I then be fearful of the

Elements or pain,

The future, past of man or beast,

Of fire, wind, or rain?

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Our Heavenly Father loves us all.

We are His creatures, too.

All nature sings so why do not we

His praise forever!  True!

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Sam Cox 08.20.03

(Published back in the 50’s)

BEEN THERE DONE THAT

I have done near all with not much left, the diving helmet thing.

Pearl diving, too, and from a high cliff just for the thrill it would bring.

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Diving from planes from way up high and low, just 300 feet. (*)

Jumping with a parachute, of course, the landings not always sweet!

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I have shot at and been shot at some very close calls, I think.

The auto accidents, of course, and spent time in the clink.

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I have hitchhiked practically every state, had problems with many a dog.

Killed one, broke the jaw of another, and many times high on grog.

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Spent time with gloves in the ring; won some, got beat up, too.

Gambled some, near lost my shirt, lucky to leave with my shoe.

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Railroad, paint gang, (D. C. H. & S.) been there done that, too. (**)

Climbed a thousand foot cliff straight up, just for something to do.

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Slept on a grave in a church graveyard, ten cents in my pants was all.

Darkest night then saw a bright light!  This time I heard the Lord’s call!

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So I have preached to saints and sinners alike, buried and married a bunch.

Now I am retired and writing this stuff and three times a day I do lunch.

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But that is not all I have, I have so much more; The Lord is leading me still!

With a lovely wife, family, and friends, and a mansion over the hill!

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So “come and go with me to my Father’s House…”

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(*)  Actually 250 feet, combat jump

(**) Dining car and hotel service.

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Sam Cox 08.12.03