...thoughts expressed here are not necessarily final.
August 29, 2005
A Tribute to my Spiritual Forbears, those the Lord
has used to guide me on THE Journey
I have been moved to pray over each of these by name and feel incredibly
humbled by the process. How humbling to have been able to stand shoulder
to shoulder and sit at the feet of such disciplers who have unashamedly
pointed me continually to Christ! I do not intend to name-drop; I just
want to thank God for these individuals' entry and impact on my life.
The list is pretty amazing though...God is so good, and we have been privileged
to be exposed to some great ministries. But to whom much is given much
is required, eh?
My Mom read Bible stories and sang hymns and songs with me and taught
me to pray when I was very young; some of my earliest memories derive
from this blessing. This formed the foundation for a life of loving the
Word of God. My Father set an example by his life to teach me about honesty,
diligence, and compassion for others, some of the lessons that have served
me well to this day.
Miss Dorothy Armstrong was one of my earliest and most effective Sunday
school teachers at Pleasant Grove Baptist church. She instilled a love
for memorizing scripture. Miss Dorothy kept check on me via my Mom and
whenever I visited PGBC. When you talked to Miss Dorothy, she made you
feel you were her favorite person in the world to be talking to. She seemed
old when I was a child. She was a widow, but she didn’t seem to change
all through the years. She died recently and went to be with the Lord
she loved so much.
I remember messages by my earliest pastors. Brother Noah Benningfield
was the first pastor I remember. I remember him as gentle and kind, but
likely from his ongoing membership at our church after he retired in 1963,
when I was seven
In 1963 Brother Owen Risk was called as pastor. I remember hot summer
days in the old PGBC church building where he preached. On November 1,
1964, at the resignation of Brother Risk, Brother Roy Boatwright became
interim pastor. I remember Dr. Boatwright vivdly, as he liked to perform
magic tricks for kids.
In 1965 Brother James Spaulding was called as pastor. I clearly recall
Brother Jim’s presence and messages. As a former missionary, he awakened
a real connection to missions in me that I had never experienced. God
also used him to awaken a sense of sin in me which led to my salvation
and Baptism in 1967.
Eula and Shirley Proctor were early teachers as well. Eula was my Sunbeam
leader and her husband “Shag” was my Royal Ambassadors leader.
Wendell Romans became my pastor when I was aged fifteen. He was my PASTOR
at First Baptist Church of Mt. Washington, KY, , and one of the first
men to encourage me to vital ministry. He baptized my dear wife and eventually
performed our marriage ceremony as well.
At Mt. Washington, Derle Underwood and Ken Bailey were my youth pastors.
Derle introduced me to C. S. Lewis and discipleship, and Kenny showed
me that you could be responsible and have joy at the same time....and
he introduced me to Earnie! Ron Collins was like a surrogate big brother
to me, giving advice and guidance in matters concerning a young man’s
journey. He guided, encouraged, and formed my experience in music ministry.
When we were married, Earnie and I went off to college together, some
of the first wilderness wanderings we experienced. We had no great church
experience in college. I am grateful for Don Youn’g ministry of the
word at bible Baptist in Paducah, and for my introduction to Christian
radio.
When we graduated and went to Caruthersville , Missouri, we became dependent
on Chuck Swindoll’s new ministry Insight for Living, and listened
to and supported Charles Stanley and John Macarthur’s radio ministries.
We soaked our minds in the scriptures under these ministries.
In Memphis we sojourned awhile under Adrian Rogers’ preaching at
Belleview Baptist, but left for First Evangelical church when Duane Litfin
was pastor there. Earnie and I experienced exponential growth under his
powerful preaching and were exposed to incredible speakers from the evangelical
world at large. D. James Fleming and Roy Hendrick were associate pastors
who we learned from there as well. Some men we sat at the feet of during
that time in seminars and teaching times:
Joe Aldrich
Jim Boice
Joseph Stowell
R. C. Sproul
Haddon Robinson
Bill Bright
Earl Radmacher
Warren Wiersbe
While at Mid America Seminary I had the following professors:
Dr. Larry Walker, Old Testament Scholar and one who encouraged me to keep
in step with current events in Christendom
Dr. Tom Nettles, whose love for Church History inspired me to read deeply.
Dr. Grey Allison, whose passion for evangelism was infective.
In Dallas, we continued to be exposed to what God was doing in the world
at large.
Dr. Gary Inrig was our teaching pastor at Reinhardt Bible Church. Our
Sunday School Teacher was Dr. Ray Bohlin, who is now with Probe Ministries.
Pastor Ned Amstutz encouraged our ministry leadership potential as well.
Dr. John Walvoord taught regularly. This church had a wealth of seminary
professors who were also churchmen we grew to know and respect including.
Ken Barker
Eugene Merrill
John Hannah
Harold Hoehner
Robert Lightner
John Martin
Richard Seume
Norm Sonju
Don Geiger
Charles Feinberg
Larry Moyer
Harold Ockenga
Roy Zuck
John Reed
At Northwest Bible Church we had Dr. Howard Clark as pastor. We were in
Kirby Anderson’s Sunday school class. We attended Dr. Don Campbell’s
classes as well.
During our time there we also attended seminars with Philip Yancey, two
Ligonier conferences with Sproul, John Piper, Chuck Colson, Os Guinness,
Steve Brown, John Gerstner and Sinclair Ferguson.
We regularly attended classes taught by Dr. Bill Lawrence and were privileged
to attend sessions by Bruce Waltke, Don Sunukjian, Jim Rose, Darrell Bock,
Larry Moyer, and Luis Palau.
Tom Moton, a DTS graduate whom I worked with at SMU taught me much about
being God’s man in the world and not of it. He could turn a conversation
to Christ with such facility that it was supernatural. Thomas and I prayed
together and discussed the Lord regularly. I needed encouragement during
that time and Thomas was sent like an angelos.
Local teachers we heard regularly included Bob Deffinbaugh and Gene Getz
at Community Bible Church, Tony Evans, Chuck Swindoll, Howard Hendricks,
Paige Patterson, Monty Mills, at DTS grad who taught the Bible Study at
Highland Park UMC, and of course, Paige Patterson and W. A. Criswell (we
lived one street over from the Criswells, not far from Criswell College.
W. A. married Betty Harris, a cousin of mine and the pianist of the Mount
Washington Baptist Church where he pastored while in seminary at SBTS.
Years before I was born, of course.)
Dr. Bob Palmer, a former VP of Covenant Seminary became our Pastor. He
was a great encourager on the road. So was Charlie Cobb, our associate
pastor. Through Bob and Gloria, we were introduced to the ministries of
Frank Barker, Nick Barker of Covenant College and Bryan Chappell on occasions.
Several of our members at New Covenant PCA were founders and sustainers
of diverse ministries and we were exposed to people like J. I. Packer
and Jim Kennedy through these contacts that the Lord exposed us to. We
were embraced and encouraged in this situation by great saints like Forrest
and Richie Bryant, Clark and Edith Breeding,, Duke and Ruth Cornell (reformed
University Fellowship et. al.), and Bill and Judy Abbott. We were in Clark's
Bible Study. He like others took us under their wing and encouraged us
in ministry. God blessed us incredibly through humble saints who were
without guile.
It is important to mention that that great encourager, teacher and all
around great guy and brother in Christ, Larry Gott, was my teaching elder
at NCPC. Our friendship endures via the net and I continue to learn from
him! Larry is currently Sinclair Ferguson’s pinch hitter/ co- teacher
for a class at Park Cities Pres in Dallas.
When we moved to St. Louis, Wilson Benton teaching pastor and Mike Williams
was our SS teacher at Kirk of the Hills PCA. We attended Twin Oaks Pres
for a short while where Rodney Stortz was pastor. At Covenant Seminary
I took courses under Dr. Jack Collins, Jerram Barrs and Dr. Robert Vasholz,
and seminars with John Wolford, Jim Ingram of Swiss L’Abri and Joel
Belz of World Magazine. We have been privileged to hear John Piper on
several occasions for extended teaching times. Tony Casoria tsaught us
for a time at Center Grove PCA .
When my Dad died, we returned to the SBC. We had a curious journey at
a Baptist church where we were members five years while seeing every pastor
we bonded with leave the church in succession, until we felt the call
to be led out ourselves. I am glad to have served with Mark Fischer who
is now pastor of FBC Hialeah, Fla., Dave Roderick and Fred Rippeto, pastors
of Epic Church.
We happily learned from Steve Rogier as he taught us at Community Bible
Church while we looked for a place to call home and searched to define
what God was stirring us up to do.
Since the first of 2004 we have been privileged to be at Bethel Baptist
Church, Troy, Illinois, and Tim Lewis in my pastor. He has been an encourager
par excellance. We found our answers to our future direction for ministry
at this Bethel.
AT SBTS, I have studied with Dr. Steve Wellum and Dr. Bruce Ware so far.
Such a great cloud of witnesses! To all of you, many of whom I expect
to never see again this siide of heaven, and to many who are still influencing
our lives via the recorded and written word, my thanks and God’s
blessings to you. What a mighty God we serve, who is pleased to nurture
and provide for us through His people.
August 30, 2005 Meditations from the Road
Studying theology is an entry into meditation- one cannot happen, truly, wthout the other. So while I cogitate on my studies, hopefully the affections will be impacted. If not, I'll end up smelling like seminary. Here's this week's offerings.
Meditating of Psalm 1, Psalm 19 and 2 Timothy 3-4 this week, Iwas blessed to experience some of the "best-est" sunsets in a long while- corresponding to God's first book in Psalm 19.
| Awestruck In the sunset I saw a great city rising up from the horizon line I stopped by the road the sight was so pretty and let it wash over my mind Then I watched as the sun sank so quickly and lit up the skies with its fire And I thought of the burning in my bones that lights up my deepest desire. I am awestruck, awestruck dancing like a child in the light I am awestruck, awestruck, Falling on my face and lifted to new heights There are no words that will ever suffice There is no treasure at any price But the realms of glory tell the story And in awe we respond with delight! 
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 I saw the day dawn in the sunrise and saw how fast darkness can flee I wondered at light you can’t see with the eye and remembered it rising in me I watched as it rose in the distance and saw it wash over the Earth I saw how it met no resistance like grace when it sparks a new birth You display all your glory around me In the earth in the seas in the skies But the glory you show in believers Is a sight that can’t be seen with mere eyes. I am awestruck, awestruck dancing like a child in the light I am awestruck, awestruck, Falling on my face and lifted to new heights There are no words that will ever suffice There is no treasure at any price But the realms of glory tell the story And in awe we respond with delight! Anthony Foster August 25, 2005 |
| To the Honor of your Glory You, you are the mighty Lord You are worthy to be adored Lord you are our priceless pearl Giving yourself for the sin of the world. Of this good news we sing Our praises now we bring To the honor of your glory evermore! To the honor of your glory We declare your terrible power And marvelous worth To the honor of your glory We will stand and declare Your glory in all of the Earth Lord you are the matchless King Sovereign and creator of all things Lord to your will we ever would yield In the light of your glory the truth is revealed! To the honor of your glory We declare your terrible power And marvelous worth To the honor of your glory We will stand and declare Your glory in all of the Earth To the honor of your glory We declare your terrible power And marvelous worth To the honor of your glory We will stand and declare Your glory in all of the Earth Anthony Foster August 27, 2005 |
Will I love You? Will I love You... When the night seems to replace the day Will I love You... When it seems your face has turned away? Will I love You... When nothing seems to go my way? Do I serve you with a feeble heart Do I run and hide and fall apart Will I reckon your promises to be enough- Will I find sufficiency in Holy Love? Will I trust you...when there seems to be no hope in sight? Will I trust you...when darkness obscures my light? Will I trust you...to help me fight the worthy fight? Will I appropriate Your grace and on You wait Will I soar with wings like eagles fly above? Will I persevere to the end in Your love? Will I love You... Will I trust you... Will I love You... Will I trust you... Will I love You... Will I trust you... Will I love You... Will I trust you... Anthony Foster August 26, 2005 |
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King Jesus, Ride On! Ride on to victory |
Auditorium You put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise unto Our god Many will see and many will hear and put their trust in the Lord. Sing a new song sing a hymn of praise Sing it all day long, sing it all your days Sing a new song and many will see and many will hear They’ll put their trust in the Lord when you make it clear. So we will lift up our songs and we shall sing out loud and clear We shall listen for the echo in the hearts of those who hear. They shall resonate in our innermost arts In the secret, in the sacred Auditorium of our hearts For you oh Lord are the audience, to you alone we sing You are the song’s composer So you provide our offering! Sing a new song sing a hymn of praise Sing it all day long, sing it all your days Sing a new song and many will see and many will hear They’ll put their trust in the Lord when you make it clear. So we will lift up our songs and we shall sing out loud and clear We shall listen for the echo in the hearts of those who hear. They shall resonate in our innermost arts In the secret, in the sacred Auditorium of our hearts Anthony Foster August 28, 2005 |
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Living by your Name
Early in the Morning At the dawning of the light As the dewdrops just are forming Lord your holy word breaks on my sight. In the stillness of the twilight in the quietness of my soul Lord you stoke the fires and they burn bright For I’ve reached my daily goal. To walk within your presence and to stand before you clean At days end just as when it begins-Then I’ll know what this day really means That to stand within your presence, Holy , without blame And I live beneath my privilege if I’m not living by your name When my days on earth are over and I stand before your throne I pray the Lord won’t have to uncover sins I have not even known So as I bow within my closet in this quiet holy time Purify my heart so I won’t forget this day is not even mine. I’ll walk within your presence and stand before you clean At days end just as when it begins-Then I’ll know what this day really means That to stand within your presence, Holy , without blame And I live beneath my privilege if I’m not living by your name Anthony Foster August 24, 2005 
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We Declare We declare your power, we declare your praise We declare that you alone sit on the throne As the one Ancient of Days! We declare your glory-We declare your worth We declare your word is True-Make us like You O Creator of the Earth! We declare Your goodness, We declare your name We declare Your truth we trust, righteous and just From age to age the same! This glory we bear, this glory we share We proclaim it everywhere Your glory we declare This glory proclaim We lift up your name We declare your glory This is our final aim! Anthony Foster August 24, 2005 |
| It’s not about us All of our worship is all about you All of our worship and all that we do We will not focus on any other thing We’re all dedicated to One righteous King It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus Jesus is Lord of All! It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus Jesus is Lord of All! In one hope and faith we all stand and unite In one baptism One God and Father of Light One church, one body One life on this earth Given by One Spirit who gives us new Birth It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus Jesus is Lord of All! For in through and to you are all things Oh Lord You are the reason for every chord Our songs and our prayers and our praises are yours We have one purpose- it remains and endures! It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus It’s not about us, it’s about Jesus Jesus is Lord of All! Anthony Foster August 27, 2005 |
Turning, Turning I turn my face from the world and have no regrets I turn my face away and I want to forget All I’m turning from and Remember what I’m turning to. I’m turning from...I’m turning to... What I’m turning from...what I’m turning to... I turn away from the ways of the world When I turn to you. There’s nothing much left for me now in this world Since I’ve turned more and more like you I would turn away from longings For the things this world can offer me Turn away from all the things that belong To the pride that seeks to master me I’ll turn away from my worldly way You told me in your word what I should do I will cease to cling to what I have turned from- And pursue what I have turned to. For I have a path and a light that lights my way And I will ever take that path, I’ll never go astray All I have known and all I have seen All I have shown and all I have been I’m turning from these to a much better dream A dream of deliverance, much more than it seems. I turn my face from the world and have no regrets I turn my face away and I want to forget All I’m turning from and Remember what I’m turning to. I’m turning from...I’m turning to... What I’m turning from...what I’m turning to... Anthony Foster August 27, 2005 |
| Utter Surrender We need to leave more than we know behind We would give it all over to you In full and complete surrender To turn from our way to the way that is true. To learn to be dependent, to give up on my strife As needy as I was at birth A martyr to this old man, live a consecrated life An alien and stranger to this earth. Open every window, open very door I would hold no place reserved from the presence of My Lord I will trust in You alone for all that you have done In absolute devotion- to the Holy One To serve the one who came not to be served I will settle in His presence for I am only dust In utter surrender all my motives unreserved Even though he slay me yet in Him I will trust. Anthony Foster August 25, 2005 |
Come Just as You Are Come Just as You Are, all your burdens on Christ cast Bow before His throne, he knows your future and your past Come and lay bare your heart in this time and place He knows your very need of his amazing, amazing grace. Come Just as You Are, there’s no other course to take We shall ne’er deserve, there’s no change that we can make Come and receive him now- His gift embrace He’ll meet your very need of His amazing, amazing grace. Come Just as You Are, His hand is reaching out for you Hear the Spirit’s call, let his Holy Love break through He know your very heart- he seeks your face He knows your very need of His amazing, amazing grace Of His amazing, amazing grace. Tom Paoli, verse 3 and music Anthony Foster vv 1-2 August 23, 2005 |
| The Holy Harvest We prepared the soil and we sow the seeds We cultivate the garden and cut down all the weeds We water the tender shoots and god gives the increase And when we harvest to good fruit let the rejoicing never cease! And the harvest is ready and white are the fields Let’s gather the good grain the latter rain yields For from the good soil is the bounty released So gather the harvest and prepare for the feast! The holy harvester gathers his gain For he raised the crop and he sent the rain He sends the seasons and gathers his grain For his is the harvest and he never reaps in vain. And the harvest is ready and white are the fields Let’s gather the good grain the latter rain yields For from the good soil is the bounty released So gather the harvest and prepare for the feast! Anthony Foster August 27, 2005 |
Cry Holy, Cry Worthy! The burning bush of your holy word Is in our hands today Rising up rising up to proclaim Our hands are lifted up We pass around the cup The cup of deliverance The cup of your mercy. We pass around the bread And by it we are fed The bread of your body This bread of affliction. Lord we remember All the things you have done You were lifted up And our salvation it was won! We cry Holy, we cry Holy Worthy is the lamb that was slain We cry worthy We cry holy We remember the name above all names And we are never the same! Lord we remember All the things you have done You were lifted up And our salvation it was won! We cry Holy, we cry Holy Worthy is the lamb that was slain We cry worthy We cry holy We remember the name above all names And we are never the same! Anthony Foster August 27, 2005 |
| Amazing Pity Amazing Pity, mercy divine Is yours and it’s mine and it’s free. Amazing pity mercy sweet Is found at Jesus’ feet. As we bow there, our sins we declare He is righteous and just to forgive At his footstool we become love’s fools And we’re cleansed and made pure W hen he meets us there So we shall live, yes we shall live! Amazing pity grace unknown Restores our hearts when we come As we bow down our life is found In this place where we are undone. Cleansed from all unrighteousness Cleansed, His holy name we confess To stand without fault in this place As we stand in His marvelous grace. Amazing pity Mercy’s cup Is poured out when He’s lifted up Amazing pity we receive When Jesus allows us to believe. Amazing Pity, mercy divine Is yours and it’s mine and it’s free. Amazing pity mercy sweet Is found at Jesus’ feet. Anthony Foster August 28, 2005 |
Waiting for a Sign It’s so blessed not to ask for a sign For those who ask must also seek To continue to be watchful And never rest when they grow weak Fitfully awaiting The advent of the sign And miss the one it signifies Blinded and left behind. So evil and adulterous Is the people who requires To walk by sight and not by faith They drown in dead desires. We ask and seek and knock for more Wondrous works and signs We should seek the great designer Who said seek and you will find. Anthony Foster August 26, 2005 |
| Blessed be the Name of the Lord Blessed be the Name of the Lord Blessed be the Name Your name is Jesus The name above all names Your name is faithful and true Messiah King and Lord Your name is lamb, your name is lion Your name is worthy to be adored Blessed be the Name of the Lord Blessed be the Name Your name is Jesus The name above all names Your name is Word of God Your name is Emmanuel Your name is Good shepherd And we know your voice well Blessed be the Name of the Lord Blessed be the Name Your name is Jesus The name above all names Your name is now exalted Far above the earth High above the heavens We declare its worth Blessed be the Name of the Lord Blessed be the Name Your name is Jesus The name above all names Anthony Foster Augist 29, 2005 |
In the Light (the Blessed Light) Fault is so easy to find yet to our own faults we are blind Will we ever see things aright? We want to go our way but we want others to pay Will we ever walk in the light In the light the mystery is revealed All our delusions to this light must yield In the light the blessed light We see with true insight In the light there is nothing concealed. To know oneself is to be blessed For then our sins can be confessed Will our estimation ever be right? If we know how dark we are We can be as shining stars Speaking the truth in love in the light. In the light we see The darkness flee From the blackness of our hearts we are set free In the light, in the blessed light We see our broken wicked plight When glory burns blinded eyes shall see We are in the light Children of delight Placed in the fires of glory burning bright Set ablaze by the burning gaze Of the blessed holy sight Christ is the world’s only light! Undeserving and blind, depraved in our mind Yet god has called us out Into his marvelous light called us out from our night He has saved us from sin and from doubt He has called us so he draws us And he saves us by his might He has called us out of darkness To exult in His marvelous light. Anthony Foster August 28, 2005 
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| Be Merciful to Me Heaven declares the work of your hands No power can compare and your promise stands So in the hands of the Living god I would find my rest For in his hands of mercy there alone will I be blessed. Into your hands I commit my spirit and my soul Lift up your hand oh Lord in sovereign control And humble me under your mighty right hand So I can be lifted up according to your plan! In His hands is my sufficiency So Jesus touch me now- be merciful to me! In your hands I am set free Jesus hold me now- be merciful to me! The hands that formed my very life Have touched the winds of space and time The hands that knit me in the womb Made these mountains I must climb In His hands is my sufficiency So Jesus touch me now- be merciful to me! In your hands I am set free Jesus hold me now- be merciful to me! Anthony Foster August 28, 2005 |
Insatiable There is a mighty fountain that forever flows It cuts its way through every mountain as it goes The fountain purges clean this land as through the hills it sweeps The fountain’s ever running- this fountain never sleeps This is the holy fountain from whom all blessings flow To which all my life and every good thing I owe Let your water flow over this dry and thirsty land So we can taste and touch with our hearts what you have planned. Insatiable another drink we crave Insatiable to taste and see all that you gave The more we drink deeply the more that we desire Lord drench our dust and quench our thirst with the water we require. The fountain slakes the thirsty heart as into the parched ground it seeps The fountain’s name is Jesus and this fountain never sleeps! Insatiable another drink we crave Insatiable to taste and see all that you gave The more we drink deeply the more that we desire Lord drench our dust and quench our thirst with the water we require Anthony Foster August 27, 2005 |
| Happy in Jesus I don’t want the world’s way 'cause the worldly way shall pass If you’re happy in the wrong things your happiness can’t last. Blessed is the man who doesn’t live by the world’s plan In the path of the sinner he does not stand. In the seat of the mocker he does not sit But the law of the Lord- he takes delight in it! Happy in Jesus is the only way to go Happy in Jesus, satisfied to know A joy deep within my soul that will never depart To be happy in Jesus you need Jesus in your heart. Happy in my purpose, I’ll be a happy man If I’m happy with my mission happy in God’s plan. Happy in Jesus is the only way to go Happy in Jesus, satisfied to know A joy deep within my soul that will never depart To be happy in Jesus you need Jesus in your heart. Anthony Foster August 27, 2005 Psalm 1 |
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Only One Heart
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In the silence alone Let me read what you would write Sustain me like a beacon burning bright Lord write your message on the tablet of my heart So purify my heart The lines the world has written erase And put your decrees in their place And the wisdom of your Word impart If I would be renewed Transformed by holy food I must feast upon the things that you require If I would find your way I must meditate on it night and day And then I will find I have my heart’s desire. Anthony Foster August 31, 2005 |
The tomato slice above is from a 'mater Mary Caldwell gave me- she grows 'em good. This one didn't make it to my BLT...check out the cross in the vine-pulp...
| WWWWWH Well I don’t know when this life is over, And I don’t know why this life began But I know there’s someone Cause someone had to come up with this plan. Well I don’t know how this life will work out And I don’t know where I’m goin’ to Well I don’t know much for sure But I know it’s wrapped up in the Who. And Who God is makes all the difference Who He is makes it make sense If Who we have to do with Is the one who takes up our defense. If You really want to know the answers To the what and when and where and why This world sings like a song and we’re the dancers We’ll be dancing to some tune until we die For the when is now . the where is here The what is life and Christ is how. He’s the one who bottles every tear He’s the one we come before and bow. And Who God is makes all the difference Who He is makes it make sense If Who we have to do with Is the only one we won’t need to convince. Anthony Foster August 30, 2005 |
True Truth If it is it is- if it’s not it’s not This is the truth ---that time forgot. Yet we live in days where the truth’s not true And contradictions are the reigning view. But God’s Truth is True and it every stands Though life’s a vapor and shifts like the sands There’s a Living Word, a rock that’s real It reigns through Time, and It’s been revealed. We proclaim this Truth and we live this Way Our life is found in Him today. Don’t reject this word nor His truth deny For the Truth shall set you free from the lie. Anthony Foster August 30, 2005 |
| All the Horses All the horses all the chariots All the weapons known to man All will fail but His power will prevail By the strength of His mighty right hand. It’s not against flesh and blood, but rulers in high places The prince of the power of the air brings havoc raining down It’s not the rulers of this world that the soldier of Christ faces That’s not where the strongholds of the enemy are to be found. It’s not by power it’s not by might But in the name of the Lord we fight the good fight The battle is the Lord’s though the enemy attacks us His Holy Spirit backs us and leads us forth In the name of the Lord we will have the final victory When He consummates all history And leads His people forth in the name of the Lord! Anthony Foster August 26, 2005 |