There's a decided difference,

From the old days and the new,

We used to discipline our children,

But now few parents ever do.

There used to be a firm line,

Between what's right and what's wrong,

The Parson preached fire and brimstone,

And we sang sacred hymns, not songs.

Our parents set the rules,

And the children followed through,

There were lots of fun and games,

But disruptions were few.

We treated others with respect,

We helped our neighbors, too.

There weren't any instant answers,

But our trust in each other grew.

Now everyone's in a big hurry,

God is no longer number ONE!

We bow down to our children,

Instead of God's Holy Son.

I ponder the future,

As I hear a new baby cry,

Will we obey God's pure love,

Or continue to live a lie?

The Bible says, "Bring up a child,

In the way he should go."

But we have disobeyed His Word,

And our expectations are low.

Listen, my firends, to His Holy Word,

Teach it firmly and clear.

And we have God's promise,

That we have nothing to fear.

by: Eva May Young, © 2003
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