Friday, January 15, 2016
ARCTIC HEARTS
I wrote this poem in 1995 and it seemed that the culture was getting more and more self-centered. It is worse now and no one seems to notice. I post this with tears in my eyes because there is no room for self and the Saviour in one heart. Please come to Jesus before it is too late.
ARCTIC HEARTS
COLD AS ARCTIC DEEP
HEARTS ON ICE THEY WEEP
LOOKING FOR NEW gods TO KEEP
gods OF STEEL, AND WOOD AND HAY
gods WHO LET THEM HAVE THEIR WAY
THEY, LIKE THEIR gods ARE HARD AND COLD
AND LIKE THEIR gods THEIR FATE IS TOLD
WHEN IN THE FURNACE THEIR gods ARE TOSSED
THEY WILL FIND THAT LIKE THEIR gods THEY’RE LOST!
THEY’VE SOLD THEIR SOULS TO SATAN’S SWAY
FOR A POT OF STEW, WALK THE WORLD’S WAY
FROM WISDOM TO FOLLY JOYFULLY LEAP
ALL IN ORDER THEIR gods TO KEEP
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS THEY CELEBRATE
THEIR CLEVERNESS THEY LAUD
THE DAY WILL COME WITH THE BILL PRESENTED
FOR SERVICES UNDONE
THE PRICE THEIR LIFE, ETERNITY THE INTEREST
DUE AND PAYABLE AT THE END OF AGE
"ABANDON YOUR gods! ABANDON ICY WAYS!
LET THE DEFROSTER IN", CRIES THE SAGE
"LET HIM MARK THE DEBT PAID,
LET HIM FREE YOU OF SATAN’S SWAY"
IF AS ICE AND ROCK THEY CONTINUE
WHEN TIME WINDS DOWN AND IS DONE
NO MORE HOPE FOR THE HEART THAT IS SINFUL
IT’S TOO LATE TO REACH FOR THE SON!
LINDA KNOX RUBENACK ©1995
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