In the beginning was the Word;
God spoke forth insects, mountains, & birds.
He spoke forth creatures of land and sea.
Whatever He declared came instantly.

God's word produced the moon and stars.
It produced planets like Venus and Mars.
Life came forth at God's command;
The power of words was given to man.

Death and life are within the tongue.
Our words can influence our daughters & sons.
Our words can influence our emotional health.
Our words can influence our destiny and wealth.

God will judge every word we speak.
Are you speaking words of fear & defeat?
Are you speaking words of hope or hate?
Are you critical of every little mistake?

What's the motive behind what you say?
Do you use your words to heal or slay?
Are your words of praise fake or real?
Do you speak everything your flesh feels?

Words can be exciting and fun.
Words can cause you to fight or run.
What's in the heart, the mouth will speak;
Day after day and week after week.

Do your words reflect God's joy and love?
Are they from hell below or heaven above?
Are your words manipulative & demanding?
Are you speaking God's wisdom and understanding?

Hurtful words between a husband and wife
can fill a home w/ bitterness & strife.
Words that cut to the very bone;
Tender hearts turn hard as stone.

4 BULLETS

Your words were bullets, your mouth a gun.
They pierced my soul, I was hurt; stunned!
There was no mercy on your face;
No sign of remorse...not a trace.

The destructive words of your mouth
flowed east, west, north, & south.
Like a tidal wave they came, accusing and
slandering my innocent name.

Against my enemy I've placed a guard,
Like a fence surrounding a prison yard.
They look for ways to stab my back;
I guard myself against their attacks.

I expect my enemy to cause me pain.
I expect my enemy to slander my name.
But when I call you brother or friend
I have no guard; I allow you in.

The things we shared in privacy,
You openly exposed for all to see.
You raped me of my dignity.
You did more harm than my enemy.

How can you preach? How can you sing;
Knowing you did this dreadful thing?
How can you bow your head and pray?
How can you pretend everything's o.k.?

Praise and cursing from the same mouth?
There's something wrong with this spiritual
house.

His servant,
Sandra G Williams