Comes the Son

The following set of lyrics was inspired by the Halloween season. Last Halloween, I had an email interchange with someone in Japan who was overwhelmed by all the Halloween decorations. In the interchange they referenced Psalm 30:5, "Weeping may remain for a night but joy comes in the morning". By the time the interchange ended Halloween had passed, so I filed the thoughts away. The thoughts were accessed again a few weeks ago, when I saw a car that already had a KEEP CHRIST IN CHRISTMAS bumper magnet on their car. Anyway, the product of all this was the following:

COMES THE SON

I've seen the tombstones on my street
I have heard the goblins scream
I hear a sound cut through the night
"Keep Christ in Halloween"

There is darkness, Mr. Bones
There is death all around our homes
There's darkness in a grotesque face
It seems that death is every place

Yet, in the morning there is light
In His morning, there's new life
Yes, in the morning comes the son
When darkness days are surely done.

There is darkness, evil dwells
There is death, things don't look well
There is darkness here on earth
There is death for every birth

Yet, in the morning there is light
In His morning, there's new life
Yes, in the morning comes the son
When darkness days are surely done.

Get away darkness, He's the truth
Shining on the lie that's you
Get away death, He is the way
Crossing off your final day(2X)

Yes, in the morning there is light
In His morning, there's new life
Yes, in the morning comes the Son.

What Kind of Sheep Am I?

In my last post I mentioned that I was asking some confirmation students for song ideas. The following song is the first product of those ideas:

What Kind of Sheep am I?

What Kind of sheep am I?
Am I walking in the light?
Are my words and actions pointing
To the One who made things right?
Do I love my neighbor from the sunrise
Until late at night?
What kind of sheep am I?

What kind of Lamb is He?
In the darkness, He is the light
A Lamb who fed the hungry,
And a Lamb who gave the blind their sight.
To the last He loved His neighbors
Far beyond what this world's eyes can see
What kind of Lamb is He?

What kind of sheep am I?
Am I listening to His word?
Am I daily taking up my cross?
Believing what I've heard?
Am I faithful from the sunrise
Until deep into the night?
What kind of sheep am I?

What kind of Lamb is He?
One who listened to His call
A Lamb who saw my greatest need
And then who gave for me His all
He was faithful through the darkness that
Descended on the tree
What kind of Lamb is He?

A Lamb who saw my greatest need
And then who gave His all for me
What kind of Lamb is He?