The Witness Something i wrote two days after we had a sermon on witnessing in my church. I first wrote it on my cell phone's memo pad then typed it when i got home that night. I hope you enjoy it. ----- I carry the manifest destiny in my soul The world is my grounds and the light is my world I walk by grace but grace I bring not I hunt with the sword that’s but words yet cuts down the weak, wretched and wrong The power divine though not mine will shine time and time again Through rain, sleet, hail, hurricane, tornado winds Though sin prevails and judged by all None as great as The One who breaks the fall So hear and believe as I testify He hears the painful angry cries, the fights and the white lies The love, the prayer, the victorious praise of those who raise the joy of his being Listen, listen for the question I ask Easy, plain, unmasked Through eternity’s joy and sorrow do you know where you will dwell? If you were to die today would you be certain of entrance to Heaven or would you plummet to Hell? Jesus Christ can tell but do you know him as I know him The Messiah, King of Kings, forever friends I tell you this, Heaven is where I will reside after my life So I ask again, will you live with Jesus Christ?