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February 3, 2008

Now Me 2-3-08


I say that I love Jesus, and pray to Him each day.
But how can I love Jesus when I'm going my own way?
Do I really trust Him now, and do I really share -
Or ignore the 'least of these' and really do not care?

Can I wait another day to save a soul from death?
But who gives me tomorrow when I'm guaranteed no breath?
So why do I hold onto what - enslaves me to my wants?
And why do I so selfishly - hold to what Satan flaunts?

I cry when I see Jesus - who I've replaced with toys...
I cry when all alone I sit - without His greatest joys...
I cry when I see Jesus - my actions all deny...
I cry when I look to the cross - against the darkened sky...

I cry when I see Jesus - who I've replaced with chores...
I cry when all alone I sit - while blessings He outpours...
I cry when I see Jesus - I fall upon my face...
I cry when I look at His love - unbridled by His grace...

I cry when I see Jesus. My faults, can list them all...
I cry when I look to His face - and how He took my fall...
I cry when I see Jesus - my efforts fall short of...
I cry when I look to His face - yet floods me with His love...

I cry to Him when I am down. I cry to Him up there.
I cry to Him. I cry to Him. I cry my every prayer...
I cry when I am fastened down - as sin has tempted me...
I cry when I look to His face. From chains He sets me free!

I say that I love Jesus, and pray to Him each day.
But how can I love Jesus when I'm going my own way?
Do I really trust Him now, and do I really share -
Or ignore the 'least of these'? So do I really care?

Can I wait just one more day - to save a soul from death?
But who gives me tomorrow when I'm guaranteed no breath?
So why do I hold onto what - enslaves me to my wants?
And why do I so selfishly - hold to what Satan flaunts?

My faith cannot be split in two. I am not on the fence.
I'm hot or cold, but not lukewarm. Does that make any sense?
I've heard - or cannot hear. I'm blind – or I can see.
I'm either trusting in my God - or not. He sends now me.

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