The Gospel.

It seems a sad and worrying fact
That people follow trends
They leave the basics far behind
In suiting their own ends
The gospel is the platform
On which we all must stand
For if we go a wandering
Our lives get out of hand.

Jesus died upon a cross
To counter death and sin
Providing ways of reaching God
The chasm He filled in
To reach the poor and needy
The lonely and the lost
Me and mine must die to self
Look outwards at all cost.

Like a battery running low
We must be energized
To run the race that he has set
By focusing our eyes
Up to the One who is our goal
The world can take a jump
He is all we'll ever need
All else we must dump.