Living Among the Dead

Those of the new birth,
Are now a new creation. 
No longer is death,
Our final destination!

Recreated...though not,
Visible to the eye!
Our spirit now lives,
Though we die!

God's perfecting power,

Has done so to our spirit man.

But our flesh still lives,
 Among the dead, in every land.

Do we as new creations,
 still embrace the ways,

Of the living dead?

Do we hang on in hopes,
That our flesh might
Somehow be fed?

May we feed our spirit man,

That His voice may grow strong.

For it is only, His Voice 

That stands between us...
and wrong!

Zombie Christians?

Yes I'm afraid they do exist.

For every time wrong comes along.

They find it impossible 

To resist.