Rock Music continued

Part 2 of the section on Rock Music taken from “Satan’s Bid For Your Child.” This is a lengthy section and has two more parts after this one. Please remember that this was originally published in 1971. Still, it is enlightening as we look at our society today and the near absence of any moral code of conduct.

I am also not advocating “long-haired” music in church. I love the classics, but there’ll never be a classic played on that organ during a service as long I am pastor of this church. The church service is not the place for classics. I’m saying that if or churches want to get back the power of God and have changed lives, revival atmosphere, mourner’s benches, and folks getting born again, they’ll have to have the right kind of music. I’m talking about Billy Sunday, Homer Rodeheaver, Dwight Moody, R.A. Torrey kind of music. I’m talking about “At Calvary,” “At the Cross,” “Dwelling in Beulah Land,” “How Firm a Foundation,” “What a Friend We Have in Jesus,” “Wonderful Words of Life,” “All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name,” and “Jesus is Coming Again.” I’m talking about the solid songs tht have helped build the church and great revivals.

Now if music is so life changing and so atmosphere determining, the communists are certainly not going to bypass it in their efforts to take over America. The communists are master propagandists. Something that affects a nation so much would certainly not be bypassed by people who are as brilliant as our communist adversaries. In 1920 Lenin spoke at the third all-Russian Congress of Young Communists Leagues, and said: “If we are going to spread our doctrine, we’re going to have to rework the culture.” In 1929, the Russians founded an Association of Proletarian Musicians just for one purpose—to place communist influence on the music of the world. That means, ladies and gentleman, that for forty years there has been a department in Russia—just like our Department of the Interior, Department of Commerce Department of Agriculture, etc.—dedicated to spreading communist-type music around the world. The House of Un-American Activities Committee called Sidney Pinklestein the “cultural spokesman of the communist conspiracy.” Pinklestein said, “Break down the barriers in America between classical and popular music.” It is no surprise then that that barrier is being broken down.

Television and radio programs by the dozens which have traditionally been for good solid music now have on their programs such guests as the Beatles and the Rolling Stones. I can’t sing, I don’t know much about music, but I know that is not music!

You say, “foolishness, Preacher. How could the communists take over the country with music?”

Plato said in his “Republic,” “the introduction of a new kind of music should be shunned as imperiling the whole state.” Many generations ago Plato begged the legislature to ban all music of an effeminate and licentious character, for “It will destroy our nation,” he said. One hundred years before the Beatles ever came Henry David Thoreau made this statement in his writing to Walden: “Music may be intoxicating. It has helped cause the destruction of the Greek and Roman Empires and it will sooner or later destroy America and England.” These were not excited reactionaries. These were men who knew what music could do to a society. The ancient legislators felt that they could not form a state without the help of a lyric and maybe even a dramatic poet.

Scientists have experimented with dogs and have found that certain music played while dogs are eating cases them to lose their appetites or to increase the action of their salivary glands which causes them to eat more.

Just as music will stir the appetite for food, music will also stir other appetites as well. There is a direct correlation between music and beastly living—immorality, indecency, dope addiction, LSD, filthy bodies, long hair, shaggy beards, and dirty feet. You have a jungle beat and yu will have jungle people!

  1. Rock music is being used by communists to bring communism into America! Consider the Beatles’ hit, “Back in the U.S.S.R.” Capitol Records says of this song, “It is the fastest selling record in recording history.” Many of your kids are listening to it, and you know nothing about it. Here are the words:

            Been away so long I hardly now the place,

Gee, it’s good to be back home,

Leave it to tomorrow to unpack my case;

Honey, disconnect the phone,

I’m back in the U.S.S.R.

You don’t know how lucky you are, boys

Back in the U.S.

Back in the U.S.

Back in the U.S.S.R.

Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out.

They leave the West behind

Moscow girls make me sing and shout

That ‘Georgia’s always on my mind’

I’m back in the U.S.S.R.

Show me around your snow-peaked mountains

Away down south

Take me to your daddy’s farm

Let me hear your—(I would NOT pronounce this word) ring out,

Come and keep your comrade warm

I’m back in the US.S.R.

Boy, you don’t know how lucky you are boys,

Back in the U.S.S.R.

That’s the Beatles’ latest hit and it is being sold in record numbers to your boys and girls. Young people, if you buy it or listen to it, you are not only unpatriotic, you are not right with God! A lot of you parents have no idea what your children are hearing.

We spend seventy million dollars a year in America fighting the communism and the atheism of Russia, and yet the outstanding record as far as sales is concerned is not “Back Home Again in Indiana,” “Back in Virginia Where I was Born,” or “The Eyes of Texas,” but it’s “Back in the U.S.S.R.” The honest simple truth is that we are being choked to death by our so-called freedom. Nobody has a right to be free enough to steal our freedom! We have the idea that we can have peaceful coexistence with Soviet Russia. My brother, Russia is as dedicated as ever to destroying “American freedom.”

Heaven’s Jubilee

I am continually amazed at God’s grace and mercy. I am so thankful I’m not getting what I deserve because all I deserve is hell. That knowledge keeps me from getting upset if someone belittles me or puts me down, because when that happens I remind myself that at least I’m not getting what I deserve–hell. Jesus was perfect and he was tortured–because of me. There’s a song that says When He Was On The Cross I Was On His Mind. So true. Because Jesus, who is part of the triune Godhead, saw me from the foundation of the world and decided to take my penalty for sin so I wouldn’t have to. He did the same for you and everyone on the planet–past, present, and future. It’s up to us to decide whether or not to accept such an extravagant gift.

Luke 15:7, 10 tells us that when a person gets saved (that means asking God for forgiveness, and for God to adopt that person into His family) all of heaven rejoices. Every time a person gets saved it’s party time in heaven. I don’t know what parties in heaven are like but I’m sure they’re thousands of times better than anything down here. There’s no drunkenness, no debauchery, no hangovers, no guilt, just supreme joy–jubilation, ecstatic excitement, overwhelming joy bubbling over into gales of laughter and singing. I imagine it as that exuberance you feel when you first meet that special someone and fall in love with him or her. It’s like standing on the mountain top, looking out over range after range, feeling as if you could hold the whole world in your heart and see beyond the farthest reaches. I know that’s how I felt when I got saved. 

There is no greater sense of freedom than knowing your sins are washed away and God is going to make you a new person, shedding off (over time; it’s a process) the old attitudes, the hang-ups, the worries and fears. I gave Him my temper and asked Him to replace it with His peace. He did. I asked Him to make me the wife my husband needed me to be so our marriage would be saved. He did. I asked Him to teach me to be kind and to think more of others and less of myself. He did and He isn’t finished yet. There’s still a lot of work to be done. God never sleeps and He never gives up on His children. I like the song that says He’s Still Working On Me. 

I’m not perfect; just forgiven. I fall down and He picks me up. I stumble and cry and He wipes away my tears and gives me the strength to keep trying. Two of my favorite phrases: I am too blessed to be stressed; too anointed to be disappointed and KNOW PEACE–KNOW GOD; NO PEACE–NO GOD. Oh, let me add one more. There’s a phrase in the Bible repeated throughout that says, “And it came to pass.” I love that because it means “It didn’t come to stay.” Whatever problem we face, whatever trial or heartache we’re going through, when we put our trust and hope in Jesus, He will work it all out for our good (Romans 8:28–my life’s verse). We will not be stuck with the situation–not even this plague of sugar ants we’ve had for months. But this world is not my home. My real home is in heaven. For now I’m just a sojourner.