Truth Trampled in the Ground

I only have to look around,
to see Truth being trampled in the ground.

My heart cries out: "Lord raise a voice,
to make it clear, we have a choice."

"I am here, though frail and weak,
Yet through my life, You still can speak."

Instead of being up-in-arms,
down-on-my-knees, I sound alarms.

TRUTH was buried once before,
But on Day Three, YOU opened Heaven's Door.

I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life...
and I am alive forevermore! -- Jesus
Grateful