Fishers Of Men by Daniel Phillips 1/24/2019

Become a fishers of men
The soil of the soul has
to be plowed by truth
For the seed to take root

The Holy Spirit dwells
Within flesh and bone
Within the whosoever
They will rejoice forever

Some water, some plant
But God gives the increase
The fields of the soul
By the word will grow

Become a fishers of men
The soil of the soul has
to be plowed by truth
For the seed to take root

See the world so wide
The harvest is ripe
But labors are few
So how about you?

Who is it that preached
The cross of Jesus
So that you would know?
So will you not also go?

Become a fishers of men
The soil of the soul has
to be plowed by truth
For the seed to take root

Gravity

Gravity by Daniel Phillips 1/23/2019

The gravity of

the universe has mass

The gravity of

Creation has weight 

The gravity of

The present Situation

Will pull you down

Away from salvation 

The total collapse

Of the sinners soul

Breaks like glass

Lies take their final toll

from prophecy births a

Supernatural phenomenon

Shining on too Bethlehem

An Again in a tomb at dawn

Pure blood flows

From God at Calvary

A loving invitation

to come be set free

The Energy of evil

Brings forth great

Judgement and wrath

With a sudden ferocity

At the same time

For those who find

The gift of Jesus

will not be left behind

This is the reality

of what was and is

and the going to be

Of what the truth is

The gravity of

the universe has mass

The gravity of

Creation has weight

Freeway

Freeway by Daniel Phillips 1/23/2019

Freeway , Freeway
Their on the freeway
And there’s traffic jam
Heading to be damned

Eyes that see
Eyes that are blind.
Ears that hear
Ears that are deaf

Solid stone
For their heart
Unwilling to let
It open to Jesus

The Philosophy
Of heaven
Is written in
The letters of God

Foolishness
Is really wisdom
That the world
Cannot comprehend

Soon the light
will appear suddenly
And the future will
change dramatically

Freeway , Freeway
Their on the freeway
And there’s traffic jam
Heading to be damned

Be A Friend

Be A Friend by Daniel Phillips 1/21/2019

I can see your soul is not well
I can hear your heading to hell
would I be a friend an say nothing?
tell me what kind of friend would I be?

not trying to make myself right
not trying to cause some fight
just wanna to give you what's true
What’s been said by God above

money won’t buy what is given free
He died an rose for you and me
there's a lot of wrong said in a crowd
To puff up the chest of the proud

not trying to make myself right
just trying to shine on you His light
This whole world is on foreign soil
And you are behind the enemy lines

You swallow the world’s many views
My friends and In the end you lose
I did not write what was written
Came by, him who rose from the dead

It’s not wrong to judge a obvious thing
I can tell that Jesus is not your King
It pains me so,oh don’t you know
On where you’re going to go

not trying to make myself right
not trying to cause some fight
just wanna give you what's true
What’s been said by God above