Henry Jackson Houston, Texas

The Children of God God's Living WORD transforms our lives And makes us heirs in Jesus' Name GRACE AND TRUTH alone derives From Him alone, we make this claim Love, defined on Calvary Lifts us above the ills of life ABUNDANT LIFE is all there be That holes us up above the strife FAITH; walk there in and not by sight A sure way to mask the run ABUNDANT LIFE...A Joy Delight! Makes every day A TASK WELL DONE!

The Rapture on America's Face I saw the rapture on America's face On the threshold, last night, of a brand new day Searching the unknown that shook the night Out of the night REVEILLE ! Lead the way Wearing a halo of Love that transcends MIGHT She remembered Samuel, annointing Jesse's son a king But that was long before her time It's strange what guided and mis-guided missiles can bring BUT HOW COULD ATLANTA, GEORGIA SET THE STAGE? OMNI caught her rainbowing clouds of early dawn As July sun burnt through the fog of Race and Creed Transforming the FUTURE with a majic wand I saw the RAPTURE of CHRIST INDEED!

The Miracle of Giving Give, and you will get a heap If you sow, you're going to reap But remember when you sow Thorns, as well as roses grow. Don't sow a thorn and expect a rose That's against the Master's plan But plant, instead, good deeds that grows And glows, and make the man. Give your best, and sift the rest, Always sow the seed of Love; As sure as East is far from West, A guaranteed Harvest from above. There's joy in giving, like sowing seeds Like painting the fields with green But greater joy blooms with the deeds When roses set the scene.

Power Destruction holds a cup of potent brew Distilled in copper vats of vice and crime Bottled and banded by souls of men Aged since the fall of Adam The content of this cup erodes the soul; Scripts the "U-s" and capitalizes the "I-s" Deafens the ear so mercy's plea cannot be heard. Petrify the knees and man can't bow And only leaves the tongue to speak commands One sip and men of honor stumble Weakling knock down walls of justice with a blow For instance Hitler tipped the cup of might And palmed a mighty nation in his hand Posing before the Gods; he fell beneath the load And spattered innocent blood across the globe Once this evil cup is tilted To set it right belittle the strength of man Till red corpuscels of truth and justice Immune and fade to watery might Then one day at some unexpected hour The hand that shaped the universe strikes him down The content of the cup deface the fertile land And leave a heap of ruin on barren soil.

All poems Copyright © 1996 Henry Jackson. All rights reserved.