The Walk

A man from Nazareth went for a walk one day,
And the world stopped to hear what He had to say,
His words were few yet all profound,
They blessed all those gathered round.

And as each asked Him about God,
What he replied made them think and nod,
So much that to this day His words are taught,
And still by man His God is sought.

I know the way as it is called,
In days of old no marbled halls,
No millions of dollars pastors displayed,
Just humble men bent to pray.

Jesus walked yet you want a jet,
Is He coming back just yet?
Sadly cleansing of the temple is needed again I see,
Jesus bought your salvation and gave it for free.

And as He hung upon the cross,
He asked forgiveness for the lost,
He bought your freedom at the highest cost,
As His blood flowed from the cross.

You cannot buy a ticket to heaven,
Freely from God it is given,
It came because a son his Father obeyed,
And went for a walk when He could have sat in the shade.

So I ask you dear friend,
Why must each program end?
With offers of books and tapes,
Junk offered for the carpenter’s sake.

The bible is the word of God,
And not one word is from a fraud,
Blessings to one and all,
It says that Jesus died to save us all.