A city full of churches, Great preachers, lettered men. Grand music, choirs and organs; If these all fail, what then? Good workers, eager, earnest, Who labor hour by hour; But where, oh where, my brother, Is Godīs Almighty power?
Refinement; education! They want the very best. Their plans and schemes are perfect. They give themselves no rest! They get the best of talent, They try their uttermost, But what they need, my brother, Is God the Holy Ghost!
We may spend time and money And preach from wisdomīs lore, But education only Will keep Godīs people poor. God wants not worldly wisdom, He seeks no smiles to win: But what is needed, brother Is that we deal with sin!
It is the Holy Spirit That quickeneth the soul. God will not take man-worship, Nor bow to manīs control. No human innovation, No skill, or worldly art, Can give a true repentance, Or break the sinnerīs heart.
We may have human wisdom, Grand singing, great success: There may be fine equipment, But these things do not bless. God wants a pure, clean vessel, Anointed lips and true, A man filled with the Spirit, To speak His message through.
Great God, revive us truly! And keep us every day: That men may all acknowledge, We live just as we pray. The Lordīs hand is not shortened, He still delights to bless, If we depart from evil And all our sins confess. Submitted 1/1/2007 6:57:53 PM | Author: R. Stevens from Oswald Chamber´s Book