This is the first song I ever wrote as a
believer in the Lord Jesus Christ...nothing fancy by any stretch
but it amazes me how that we knew so much of what was required
of us while yet babes in Christ. Twenty-one years later, I feel
we have only been learning what we've known all along, that faith
is the key and substance of our walk with God, that we must come
away from all carnal thought and participation in order to walk
with God by faith and be pleasing to Him.
CHORUS:
You've got to learn how to walk by
faith,
You've got to learn how to walk by
faith,
You've got to learn how to walk by
faith
If you're ever goin' to walk with
the Lord.
VERSES:
You can't go by your own understanding;
Do as He says and stop demanding;
You won't understand so stop your
figuring
If you're ever goin' to walk with
the Lord.
You'll have to say good-bye to all
institutions,
Carnal man's creeds and all their
traditions;
You'll have to say good-bye to all
their doctrines and systems
If you're ever goin' to walk with
the Lord.
You've got to say good-bye to mother
and father;
If they won't come with you then
you just don't bother;
Only those in Jesus will you call
brother
If you're ever goin' to walk with
the Lord.
You can't walk by your eyes and ears;
You're goin' to have to shake all
your doubts and fears;
Be ready to accept heavy trials and
tears
If you're ever goin' to walk with
the Lord.
The most important part of this wonderful story,
The part you must know if you are to enter into glory,
Is if you start and finish, you’ll never be sorry,
While I called this song the above name
20 years ago, I would not do so now. The power of Jesus as the
Pentecostal circles like to call it is nothing less than Christ
in us, the hope of glory. His Spirit we receive not while seeking
power but while seeking to do His will in reality and not as we
perceive it.
Twice in my life has the Lord enlightened
me on this person in particular, once by revelation without the
experience and the second time by a taste of what Job suffered,
taking me back to my mother's womb, my earthly origins. It is
not our righteousness.
There once was a man
in the land of Uz;
Perfect and upright
was he;
He offered sacrifices
for himself and his sons
And his daughters religiously.
One day the Lord saw
He had to break a man;
He put the devil to
the job you see.
The devil took his goods
but wasn't satisfied with that...
He also took his family.
And Job said, "Naked
have I come from my mother's womb,
Naked will I return;
The Lord did give and
the Lord takes away;
Blessed be the Name
of the Lord."
Still the Lord saw He
had to break a man;
And all Job had left
was his wife.
The Lord sent the devil
in to plaster Job with boils
But told him to spare
his life.
And Job said, "Shall
we receive good at the hand of God,
And shall we not receive
evil too?
Though He slay me, yet
will I trust in Him,
Yet I'll maintain my
own ways before Him."
Days went by and Job
was in a mess;
He couldn't understand
where he went wrong.
Then the Lord spoke
to him and set his spirit straight
And Job began to sing
a new song.
And Job said: "I have
heard of You by the hearing of the ear
But now my eye sees
You;
Now I abhor myself and
repent in dust and ashes,
Blessed be the Name
of the Lord." (last line over)
I was given this song while ministering
to some men in a correctional in 1976. I cried and they cried.
I felt for them and they with me. God only knows how this song
affected them in time.
Life's a road that is hard to travel
when you're lonesome;
Everybody just wants to do his own
thing.
And it's hard when you don't know
just where you're going
'Cause when you're through, you don't
know what the end will bring.
I've got a Friend Whom I know I can
always count on
And that Friend will never let you
down.
He'll take you by your hand just
as you are and guide you
And at the end of that road you'll
have a crown.
Some people think they've gone too
far and there's no hope left.
Some say they've tried most everything
to no avail,
But let me tell you friend, I know
I've got the answer:
Only Jesus Christ can help you on
life's trail.
Now when you hear His voice and take
His invitation,
He'll tell you who you are and where
you're heading to,
And He'll fill your heart with love
and joy and laughter
As we continued our walk with God by faith,
we were disillusioned about our relationships with religious people
and family. We discovered the value of true friendship, the cost
of walking with God and how few there were willing to pay the
price.
Of all my writings, there are two that were
written in 2 sittings, years apart. These were the first ones
I ever wrote, and this one, interestingly enough, speaks of two
births. While I had known the first, I had written of it but did
not write of the second, which is the resurrection, until I had
known it as well. It is therefore most befitting that the words
of this writing came in two parts. The first part came only as
a poem, words. It is all now a song though the music did come
somewhere inbetween the two sittings.
The shadow of the gallows tree
Spreads darkly over the grave,
And in the dust I toss and turn,
Hoping He will save.
I know the work is good as done;
He did it all for me;
He laid my sins upon His Son,
Who suffered the gallows tree.
Some day I'll be a butterfly,
No more to crawl or squirm,
But it's His work, I can't deny,
For I am but a worm.
The angels watch from up above
To see this work beneath;
When God has formed in me His love,
His holy sword He'll sheath,
And glorious will be that day
When Jesus Christ is manifest,
The day for which the saints do pray,
The whole world will be blessed.
Dauphin, 1978, 79
And then...
The heavy stone is rolled away; I've
risen from the earth.
I have new life and power now; I've
had my second birth.
The day for Him to judge is here;
I sit upon His throne;
He draws His sword a second time
and I am not alone.
Yes, now I am that butterfly, no
more to crawl or squirm,
In our losses we bore as we forsook all
to follow the Lord, we were discovering that "a man's life does
not consist in the abundance of that which he possesses." We were
also learning about the sovereignty of God, how He is over all
and engineers all things according to His will. (See also Intro.
in Poem section).
I think that one of the greatest battles I have ever had has been
to forsake family and more particularly my parents, and perhaps
most particularly, my father. His draw on my heart was so powerful,
so very powerful. In his last years, his state was so pitiable
that it was very hard for me to refuse him any wishes. It was agonizing
indeed. But he died and was buried on my birthday, April 1, 1985.
His death was the morning after I received a vision of the Lord
standing up to put a stop to the enemies who were tormenting me.
I did not know anything of my father's death until the following
morning, or that his death and the vision were related. In his
death, I felt loosened, with new freedom and power.
This satire is an expression of a time oft
repeated wherein I felt incredulous and scornful of the thinking
of so-called "theologians." They shape and size God, formulate
the things they think He does, analyze Him, dissect Him, figure
Him all out, put Him back together again according to their desires
and tastes and put Him in a neat box, gift-wrapped and stamped,
ready to be reproduced and mass-marketed to the ignorant masses
the world over who swallow their doctrines as unsuspecting fish
swallow bait, hook, line, sinker and rod.
By the way, God hates the term "theology."
How presumptuous is man that he should dare try to study God!
It is commonly believed by small
and great
That God dwells in Heaven in royal
estate,
That Satan in Hell lives in darkness
and hate,
That this will never change.
God IS in Heaven and also in Hell,
The psalmist does declare
And with sons of God in Heaven, says
Job,
Satan too is there.
God is in Hell and Satan in Heaven
The Scriptures testify
And only the sincere seeker of truth
Will faulty doctrine defy.
God in Heaven, man on Earth
And Satan in Hell is the creed,
Yet Satan walks to and fro in the
earth,
And Emmanuel is "God with us"
we read.
The Christian is seated in heavenly
places,
The heathen dwell in Hell,
Yet both walk the earth with Satan
and God
And where who is who can tell?
To know the truth is to shed the
lie
And born full of lies we are;
It therefore takes a shedding of
self
And to all we've been taught we must
die.
The answer lies in the Spirit of
God
Who leads us to know all things
And once we've discovered the answers
we've sought,
An exhilarating path it is but a lonely
one. Each segment of this path brings its trials and troubles
but also its rewards along with proof and assurance that any segment
of it is more than worthwhile the endeavour.
Well, here we go down the path of
truth again,
Looking danger in the eye, fearing
nothing but the Lord.
This path is hard and there are few
that care to come
But as we go along we find that chains
will all be left behind.
The tears we shed both for ourselves
and our friends
Aren't worth comparing to the glory
that'll be ours when we're done.
It's like a dream; it's like a story
of outer space;
It's like a fairy tale for children
But as we go we find it's true.
I wouldn't stop and turn around for
all the world;
It's life or death for me
And those who've realized the facts
of life.
Let come what may even death if that
must be
But I'm convinced that I obey the
One Who'll finally set me free.
The light grows bright as I come
closer to the end
And worldly pleasures and possessions
fade away as so much smoke.
We encountered an incident wherein religious
people, friendly and all, counseled us to reconsider an undertaking
we knew was the Lord's leading. We were learning that Satan's
servants are ever there, with Bible under arm, God's praises on
their lips, prepared to do battle "with love." The strange thing
is that while I recall the Lord giving me what to say to these
people, I do not recall what those words were, so occupied I was
with learning another lesson.
Satan came to my house one evening;
He tried to cast a doubt into my
mind.
With his mouth he blessed the Lord
And with his face he flashed a smile;
Satan came to my house one evening.
At the time I didn't know it was
the devil.
He often comes in the guise of a
good man.
But I knew there was a battle
And strong resistance from his vessel
And the Father gave me words to speak
to him.
Repeat 1st verse.
The Lord has given us commandment
To trust in Him, with all our hearts,
To shun the works and the words and
ways of man.
And if we're true to His commandment
Then peace will follow and victory
too
And men will have no power to make
us stray away from Him.
This song was written in Israel when a future
friend to whom the Lord led us to speak was confronted with a
major decision. This decision had major implications for him either
way. He took the right road only to come to many crossroads since.
At times while travellin' you will
come to some crossroads.
They'll come in sight just when you
least expect them.
And then you'll have to decide
To walk the path of truth or run
and hide
And if you choose the right path,
you'll travel further on...
Till crossroads come into your sight
again.
How can you tell to choose the right
path from the wrong?
Do signposts fill you in so you can
easily tell?
Everything appears to be so good
And you may think it's easily understood,
But listen to the Voice inside whose
motive is for good
And recognize the peace that's in
your soul.
Some paths we take that we can never
change again.
They may be easy first but harder
in the end.
Don't ever take the road that looks
so smooth;
It's smooth from crowds who've passed
by foolishly;
The rarely traveled road with rocks
and holes for travelling guests
Is the road that leads you to the
truth of life.
So if you want it easier for now
Then take the road that pleases you
the most,
But if it's peace instead of shame
you want to meet at last,
I knew a man by whom I met Judas Iscariot.
Judas, I learned, was a glory seeker, one who wanted in on the
best this world had to offer and who was prepared to betray any
association to get what he wanted. Ironically, what he wanted
was belonging, acceptance, social security. He lost it all or
rather, lost all opportunity of gaining such because he never
did have it.
I've waited for riches; I've waited
for fame;
I've longed for the glory, and all
in His Name.
I've sought for the spotlight; I've
sought for the crowds,
But it's great to be somebody because
you're nobody
Because you're His.
We lust after good things; we want
every gift;
We look for fulfillment, and all
in His Name.
We want to do great things; we want
to be wanted,
But it's great to be somebody because
you're nobody