Stalwart sentinels that stand firm
on rocky foundations,
as witness unto faith's light,
piercing the seas of darkness
and wreckage of sunken lives.
The Lord's redeeming illumination radianting outward as witness,
from a follower willingly accepting the role as a living lighthouse,
letting testimony's beacon reach every passing soul's ship,
not casting the false facade of whitewashed behavior,
but grace's flame from a divine bulb.
Holy Spirit is the keeper,
who flips the switch at God's command,
it brings His rays of love
to guide towards Heaven's sands.
Horn of gospel message calls forth during fog of doubt,
beckoning with peace's song found in the harbor of His arms,
moorings of forgiveness always awaiting the lost and drowning heart,
By the radiance of day
shining from His eternal eyes,
obedient pillars of His compass word
are content to be seen as a servant's silhouette,
shaped in the face of Jesus,
filled with joy
when their vigilance in steadfastness
brings any to salvation's shore.


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