DOORKEEPER FOR JESUS
If the world with flashing lights,
glamour rich, and leather tights;
And the flesh with promised joys,
selfish gain, and love of toys;
And the Devilís dollar signs,
sexy pleasure, dirty minds;
Were to rank me number one,
set me up above the sun,
Promise power, wealth, and fame;
make men tremble at my name;
Give me all I could desire,
just quit on God--theyíd require;
Iíd just smile and laugh a while
and answer in the psalmistís style.
A doorkeeper for God Iíd rather be
and enjoy His love and grace so free,
Than in tents of wickedness dwell --
rule in life, then burn in Hell.
A day in His courts is better by far
than a thousand days at Satanís bar.
For no good thing will He not give
to all of those who godly live,
No thank you world, you canít compare
to that city built foursquare.
No thank you flesh, your joy is dim
compared to time I spend with Him.
Sorry Devil, you canít compete
Iíd rather stay at Jesusí feet.