The Old Paths...take me back!!!

OLD PATHS

I liked the old paths, when Moms were at home.
Dads were at work.
Brothers went into the army.
And sisters got married BEFORE having children!

Crime did not pay;
hard work did;
and people knew the difference.

Moms could cook;
Dads would work;
Children would behave.
Wives were supportive;
and children were polite.

Women looked like ladies;
Men looked like gentlemen;
and children looked decent.

People loved the truth,
and hated a lie.

Hymns sounded Godly;
Sermons sounded helpful;
Rejoicing sounded normal;
and crying sounded sincere.

Cursing was wicked;
Drinking was evil;
and divorce was unthinkable.

The flag was honored;
America was beautiful;
And God was welcome!

We read the Bible in public;
and preached from house to house
To be called an American was worth dying for;
To be called a Christian was worth living for;
To be called a traitor was a shame!

Sex was a personal word.
Homosexual was an unheard of word.
Preachers preached because they had a message;
and not afraid to preach the truth, even if it got on people's toes...

And Christians rejoiced because they had the VICTORY!

Preachers preached from the Bible;
Singers sang from the heart;
and sinners turned to the Lord to be SAVED!

A new birth meant a new life;
Salvation meant a changed life;
Following Christ led to eternal life.

Being a preacher meant you proclaimed the word of God;
being a deacon meant you would serve the Lord;
Being a Christian meant you would live for Jesus;
and being a sinner meant someone was praying for you!

Laws were based on the Bible;
Homes read the Bible;
and churches taught the Bible.
Preachers were more interested in new converts,
than new clothes and new cars.

God was worshiped;
Christ was exalted;
AND the Holy Ghost was respected.

Church was where you found Christians on the Lord's Day,
rather than in the garden, 
on the golf course, or
being entertained somewhere else.

I still like the old paths the best.
I believe it still is the only path to heaven