For them it was intensity,
Yet us it’s length of time.
For them it was the tin can,
For us it is the twine.
For them it was a sprinter’s dash,
Yet us a marathon.
For them, physical dealings,
Us, emotional paragon.
Now it may be again soon,
When the tin can comes,
To properly close,
The bridge of twine time.
But until that hour,
Don’t sell your little power.
Because that’s exactly,
What he and everyone’s after.
Rom. 1:17; 1 Cor. 2:5, 10:13; 2 Cor. 5:7; Eph. 2:8; 1 Tim. 1:19; Heb. 11
COMING FORWARD 