On the Way … (Photo by Paul Schuberth)
His Life eternal here on earth
Who sees its beauty and its worth?
Although our eyes are opened now
It’s dimly view, through glass somehow
Into His realm, into His face
Beholding Him, receiving grace
Empowered by His Love, so true
To share His blessings, no one knew
Before God made them manifest
Giving His Spirit to these blessed
To you and me, to everyone
Who have believed in Christ, the Son
Cumulus Clouds (Photo by Paul Schuberth)
Those who are aliens here on earth
Endure tormenting pangs of birth
They make the call to share their pains
Alas, the whore is bound in chains
She’s looking for applause of crowds
The prophets though are His ‘all-outs’
They call the stout to leave the wall
So they can hear the desert’s call
That calls for you and me, my friend
To leave that church which is a blend
Of truth and lies we might not see
And if we stay, we won’t get free
Corn Flower and Honey Bee (Photo by Susanne Schuberth)
The Law of Christ that could be heard
Upon that mountain through His word
Was authorized by God Himself
To not be put on a mere shelf
Although it was addressed at first
To those disciples who of thirst
Were dying to know more of Life
Which our Lord gave to His wife
Just wait, I’ll tell you what I mean
By these few words you now have seen
His wife, His bride, yes, she is one
With Jesus Christ, with God, His Son
