Words of The Lamb magazine

If we peek inside the fold
Of hell and death’s dominion
A man will writhe and seek to hold
The Spirit’s breath within him.

Life is drinking in its time
Fighting like a champion
To glut itself on love divine
And dwell in Heaven’s mansions.

Such is life so close to death
Daily we’re reminding
Bodies doomed to fight the flesh
Satan’s servants binding.

Smell the smoke and hear the cry
God will shake His saber
Live that you no more may die
Thank Him for His favor.