UNDER THE SUN
Under the sun there’s nothing all new;
nothing of me and nothing of you.
Our love our fear, our wonder, hate
stirred the breast, roused the mind
and formed the patterns of fallen Mankind.
The Devil, in Time, awaits his cue:
One by one the new shall find
his bold attempts to own their mind.
Brand new forms of heathen themes
use brand new Time for pagan dreams.
Help us, O Lord, in this ancient plight.
Unblind our eyes to Your Heavenly Light.
God’s Living Light which blazes forth
has aim that’s true, its beam is clear.
This is the Light which we obstruct
or else, against all else, hold dear.
Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. (Ephesians 6:11)