Finance || Poem || Mike Bullock

I’ve got all this money

I’m trying to save

I’m wanting a shed load

To take to the grave

I don’t want to worry

It’s peace that I crave

Insurance is what I desire.

They tell me the finances

Are pretty grim

Because we’re not tithing

They’re far from the brim

The vision is stalling

It’s looking quite dim

Why doesn’t God sort it out.

I’ve given you money

Possessions and wealth

To share with My people

To increase their health

So open your pockets

Start tithing with stealth

Test Me, and I will provide.

Finance || Poem || Mike Bullock

"Grip" by mike bullock

Another year’s upon us

And we have got the chance

To make a firm commitment

To start a new romance

With One who’s always with us

Loves us no matter what

Grips on tightly to our hand

When we are in a spot.

God is love, there is no doubt

Wherever we may roam

Waiting patiently for us

To finally come home

So, let’s take Him seriously

Relationship at last

Leave the pleasures of the world

And all that’s in the past.

"Grip" by mike bullock