Will You? (Poem)

Will You?

Will you be submissive to God's leading in your life?
Will you accept His very best when searching for a wife?
Will you search for wisdom, as others search for gold?
Will you give Jesus your whole heart, and not a part withhold?

Will you always stand for truth, and defend against the lies?
Will you live a life of righteousness, and not of compromise?
Will you abide daily in God's counsel, and take heed unto His Word?
Will you strive to be more Christlike, more like our precious Lord?

November 28, 1998
Jerry Bouey

(Dedicated to my nephew, Andrew, who is searching for God's will in his life. I found this old poem in a box in 2023, written literally two weeks before he was born.)

Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.

When This Lion Begins To Roar (Poem)

 When This Lion Begins To Roar

The Lamb is coming back again -
This time it’s not like before:
The world will never be the same
When this Lion begins to roar.

Once meek and lowly, like a Lamb,
Riding gently upon a colt;
Now with vengeance unrestrained,
Like a charging thunderbolt.

Once a sacrifice for sins:
Perfect, holy, white as snow;
Soon His wrath will begin
Against this world - Woe, woe, woe!

All creation groans in expectation,
Waiting for the Messiah promised long before;
As our sacrificial Lamb,
Jesus opened salvation’s door.

As this sin-cursed world rushes towards its destiny,
And men seek Babylon more and more,
The Lord will come like a charger trained for war -
Get ready, world, the Lion is going to roar!

May 18th, 1998
Jerry Bouey

Revelation 5:1-14  And I saw in the right hand of him that sat on the throne a book written within and on the backside, sealed with seven seals. And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, Who is worthy to open the book, and to loose the seals thereof? And no man in heaven, nor in earth, neither under the earth, was able to open the book, neither to look thereon. And I wept much, because no man was found worthy to open and to read the book, neither to look thereon. And one of the elders saith unto me, Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Juda, the Root of David, hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof. And I beheld, and, lo, in the midst of the throne and of the four beasts, and in the midst of the elders, stood a Lamb as it had been slain, having seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven Spirits of God sent forth into all the earth. And he came and took the book out of the right hand of him that sat upon the throne. And when he had taken the book, the four beasts and four and twenty elders fell down before the Lamb, having every one of them harps, and golden vials full of odours, which are the prayers of saints. And they sung a new song, saying, Thou art worthy to take the book, and to open the seals thereof: for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation; And hast made us unto our God kings and priests: and we shall reign on the earth. And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne and the beasts and the elders: and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands; Saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing. And every creature which is in heaven, and on the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, heard I saying, Blessing, and honour, and glory, and power, be unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever. And the four beasts said, Amen. And the four and twenty elders fell down and worshipped him that liveth for ever and ever.

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When This Lion Begins To Roar

Two Roads Or Three? (Poem)

 Two Roads Or Three?

There are two roads you can travel on,
Maybe three at the most -
One is broad and one is narrow;
One seems a little bit of both;
One is boundless and so easy;
One is hard and rough sometimes;
The third road takes some effort -
There are so many hills left to climb.

The first road is the world;
It’s the simplest one to choose.
It doesn’t take much effort -
You don’t need any special clues.
Be self-willed, keep on walking,
Make your own path day by day,
Don’t ever look to Jesus.
From His Word just keep away.

The second road is tougher -
Not to start on, but to stay.
It takes God’s amazing grace,
And saving faith to light the way.
It takes believing wholly in Jesus,
Trusting the Saviour, tried and true.
God’s love and sinless sacrifice
Already paved the way for you.

The third road is the most difficult:
There’s no redeeming light of day -
You must trust your own religion
And try to make it your own way.
You give a token belief in God’s Word,
Add your traditions and each good deed...
There’s destruction straight ahead -
The warning signs you just won’t heed.

The first road is the broad way -
The way to Hell is its intent.
The narrow way is through God’s Son:
The Gospel is Heaven-sent.
The third road is for “righteous” Pharisees,
But the bones and filthy rags are so immense.
You can only receive or reject Jesus Christ,
Because the Devil owns the fence!

November 19th, 1998
Jerry Bouey

Matthew 7:13-14 Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

Matthew 23:25-28 Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye make clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but within they are full of extortion and excess. Thou blind Pharisee, cleanse first that which is within the cup and platter, that the outside of them may be clean also. Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness. Even so ye also outwardly appear righteous unto men, but within ye are full of hypocrisy and iniquity.

Isaiah 64:6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.

If you are interested, please visit the link below to hear this poem presented in church:
(The audio recording is at the top of the page)

Two Roads Or Three?