“All Things New”
By Sean Cates
To the homeless vagabond
To the wandering soul unloved by this life
To the orphan who’s feeling lost and scared
To the lonely widowed wife
To the child filled with sadness
To the mother in despair
To the father overwhelmed with burdens
To cancer victims losing hair
To the beauty queen who hates herself
To the quarterback clothed with shame
To the aborted prophet prince
To the addicted man with worldly fame
To the priest who’s fallen short
To the nun with anger built
To the athlete who knows there’s more
To the musician searching still
To the table dancer bound by chains
To the immigrant with dreams to fly
To the hitchhiker with no destination
To the army mother too weak to cry
To the baby born without legs
To the old man who’s never seen
To the waitress struggling daily
To the straight A student turned a fiend
To the young man scarred by “Christians”
To the hopeful modern Jew To
The Muslim afraid of Allah
Jesus Christ makes all things new
Soldier
A soldier sits atop the mountain high
Overlooking the valley below
His armor shines like stars in the sky
The soldier’s face begins to glow
Strapping on his belt he waits to ride
Victory will come he fears not death
Nor the troubles arising on every side
This soldier is thankful for every breath
He lives to die and he thrives in war
He loves not his life he knows there’s more
When the battle comes he’s been prepared
This soldiers alert he lives his life aware
A radiant warrior his eyes like fire
Atop the peak he presses on higher
Fueled by love driven by desire
“My Life”
By Sean Cates
If my life consists of one thing
It’s to share the love of Christ
I’ll gladly pass from this earthly tent
If just one friend receives eternal life
To share the truth with those who’ve never heard or known
That without His cross we’re hopeless and utterly alone
If we’ve sinned just once we’ve fallen short
There’s no good deed we can do to please the Lord
It doesn’t matter how good we try to be
Or our perfect record as a church attendee
Heaven is a very holy place that demands perfection
Created by God, and for God, through his affection
To pass from this earth to a much more glorious joy and peace
We can’t depend on our pastor, our husband, or priest
Our debt’s way too high to obtain a spot up above
Theirs only one way to eternal life, Jesus Christ and His love
On the cross He took our penalty, our debt, and our pain
In hopes that we would simply trust in His name
The moment we surrender we no longer have doubts
We have a blessed assurance of a heaven bound route
If my life consists of one thing, If I ever a take a stand
Let me share the cross of Jesus and extend His loving hand