It outshines the old!
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series]
Rushing to the pub with their weekly pay;
wives wait, knowing little will come their way.
See the Spirit shake up the husbands’ souls –
now they’ve found real joy, and fulfilling goals.
Some loved buildings old, with their rituals, bells –
calm and balm from ceremonies, incense smells.
But God’s Spirit wakes them, with Christ they meet –
symbols superseded by Life so sweet.
Some loved hate of Christians, like-minded ‘friends’
spurred each other on to malicious ends.
A few were shocked to notice their anger sore
hated what could give love they’re yearning for.
[IP: write about a place that’s lost its power, be that just for you, or for everyone .] – or for some!