THE POET'S CORNER ARCHIVES

"That in the last days perilous times shall come. (1)For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, (2) Without natural affection, truce-breakers, false accusers, in-continent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, (3)Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God; - 2 Timothy 3:1-4

WHERE IS THE AMERICA?

Where is the America,

The land of my youth?
When a handshake was your bond,
And every man spoke truth.

When each life was precious,
To abort a child unheard,
We viewed them as God's gifts,
To nurture with God's Word.

We were free to bear arms,
Our home-fires to defend,
Preach from the pulpit freely,
In the churches we attend.

Every man could have a job,
And keep his honest gain;
Not give to those who shirk,
A hand out to obtain.

"One nation under God"
Was pledged in every school.
"In God we trust" upon our money,
Was the legal tender rule.

We felt a lump in our throat
To see Old Glory passing by.
We saluted with hand over heart,
As she waved against the sky.

We stood to sing our national anthem,
From every word our freedom rings.
We respected all for which it stands,
And the pride in country that it brings.

When one man and one woman,
The marriage vows would say,
They promised before God and man,
To love, honor, cherish, and obey.

When people knew the power of prayer,
Would uplift them through their day.
And God's Word would guide their steps,
It was hard to go astray.

When leaders went to Washington,
They went to work on our behalf.
Not seeking the power and prestige,
Which has become the golden calf.

Where is the America,
The land of my youth?
When a handshake was your bond,
And every man spoke truth.

The America of today,
Is a very different place.
We must be politically correct,
No matter what we face.

We've taken prayer out of schools,
We must not mention God by name,
Lest we offend some atheist; or,
Set some terrorist's thoughts aflame!

You would probably be expelled,
If you took a Bible to school!
Read instead a Harry Potter book,
Learn to use magic as a tool.

The immoral life of free love's not free,
And without benefit of marriage,
Innocent children pay the price,
In the resulting abortion carnage!
Criminals become the victims,
The judges turn them loose.
The law does not arrest them.
Actually, what's the use?

But even in this wicked world,
Christians have a job to do.
As in the wicked days of Rome,
The Gospel can still shine through.

"But as we were allowed of God,"
To have the gospel trust,
"As good soldiers of Jesus Christ,"
Endure the hardness, we must!

"For God so loved the world,"
Even the America of today,
That He gave His Son upon the Cross,
Their price for sin to pay.

If they believe that Christ died for them,
They will never perish,
They will never go to Hell,
They'll go to Heaven without a blemish.

God's Righteousness At Christ's expense,
Gives Eternity without end.
A gift that simply can't be earned.
Just take it by faith, my Friend.

The America of the days of our youth,
Is now forever gone.
Don't look back at Sodom,
Look forward and let's move on.

"Press toward the prize of the upward call,"
Christian, don't give up the fight!
"The days of perilous times have come";
Jesus may come tonight!

Scriptural Allusions: 2 Timothy 2:3; 1 Thessalonians 2:4; John 3:16; Philippians 3:4; 2 Timothy 3:1-4 - By Marjorie A. Younce