A Season of concern
Is how the Times
We live In can be Described
The Winds blowing
They are strong, uprooting
Trees both young and Old
The Forest is becoming
Depleted, Old Trees are Falling!
A Season Of Concern,
Indeed, who can tell
When and Where;
The next Wind will
Fall, the Times call
For vigilance And Alertness
Ground your Faith deeply
A Season Of Concern,
Hurricane Death, Is
Blowing across the Land
Uprooting, overthrowing
Everything in its path
Everyone is running
Helter Skelter! Fear
Has gripped the Land
A Season Of Concern
Disappointment is written
On every face, Tears like
River flows ceaselessly
The dam is broken, Where
Is the Deliverer, Who will
Put back smiles on sad faces?
A Season Of Concern
Has arrived, the Angel Of
Death is knocking on
Every Door! Hoist the Banner
Of faith, paint the Doorpost
With the Blood of the Lamb
And it shall be “ When I see
The Blood I’ll Pass Over You”
Yes, a Season Of Concern
Is Here, But with Christ
In The Boat, we shall
Smile At the storm
Because we are Marked
With the Precious Blood
Of the Lamb Yes when I
See the Blood I’ll pass over
Maranatha