Safe Am I ... In the Arms of Jesus!

'The Old Paths'
written by a retired Minister who lives in Tennessee

I like the old times...

When Moms were at home.

Dads were at work.

Brothers went into the army.

And sisters got married
before having children.

Crime did not pay.

Hard work did.

And people actually
knew the difference.

Moms could cook.

Dads would work.

Children would behave.

Husbands were loving.

Wives were supportive.

And children were polite.

Women wore the jewelry.

And Men wore the pants.

Women looked like ladies.

Men looked like gentlemen.

And children looked decent.

People loved the truth
and hated a lie.

They came to church to get in,
not to get out!

Hymns sounded Godly.

Sermons sounded helpful.

Rejoicing sounded normal.

And crying sounded sincere.

Cursing was wicked.

Drugs were for illness.

And divorce was unthinkable.

The flag was honored.

America was beautiful.

And God was welcome!

We read the Bible in public.

Prayed in school.

And preached from house to house.

To be called an American
was worth dying for.

To be called an American
was worth living for.

And to be called a traitor
was a shame.

I like the old paths the best.
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