it's a Christophobic society

there's no room for the likes of me

in  a Christophobic society

they run from the One

Who could set them free

i thought my aim

was truly true

i felt the pain

and so did you

you've kept on running

but i chose to stop

knowing that one day

this body will drop

i fought for decades

but faced my waterloo

out of the ashes

rose someone pure and new

not through religion

but through the grace of God

He picked me up and

He cleansed me through His blood

i' m getting old and

my hair is turning grey

truth will prevail though

and can not fade away

this world is mad

and this country is a mess

but living faith is

what Jesus Christ will bless

LARZ GUSTAFSSON 8/3 2018