Arms Of Christ

As He eyes the dawn of morn,
He sighs this calm wont be long,
His faith stops at a broken wall
When will his unseen fetters fall

Give him a reason for the skies,
Show him the hands where the world lies,
If we don't rise to hear his cries,
When will he see the arms of Christ?

Hidden chains hold her arrest,
Fear defeats her freedom's quest,
Her yesterdays haunt today's unknown
How long will her justice condone

Give her a reason for the skies,
Show her the hands where the world lies,
If we don't rise to hear her cries
When will she see the arms of Christ?

His are the hands that healed the sick,
That bends the bow and breaks the shield,
Yet pierced by nails so we could live,
And share the joy of liberty

Give them a reason for the skies
Show them the hands where the world lies,
If we don't rise to hear their cries,
Wen will they see the arms of Christ?

This is a song I wrote to encourage the church to take a stand against human trafficking and get involved in rehabilitating victims of human trafficking (child labour, bonded labour, sex trafficking)

Wake up!!! Smell the Coffee

You've got all what you need before you,
To walk, to talk, to guide you,
To see what lies ahead,
To make it over the hedge,
To keep you from slipping
To pick you up if you falling

Wake up!!! smell the coffee
Faith is the key, get on your knees
Wake up!!! smell the coffee
Straighten you back, move your feet
Wake up!!! smell the coffee
Take a stand, move beyond your dream


The sky stares bare above you,
each star an easy picking,
The world is spread before you,
each step a history making,
Look out the clock is ticking,
the ground beneath wont start moving

Gather the corn when its still ripe,
Sharpen the rod when its still hot,
mould the clay when its still wet,
don't wait for the sun to set.