LORD thank You for coming into my life,
even though times get tough,
I look up and I'm basking in Your light,
even in my weakness you carried me through the strife,
and that's why I strive to live my life-
to glorify you in everything I do.
Even when I didn't follow after You,
You kept knocking,
convicting,
You still pursued,
You stuck to me like glue,
and I knew-
there was nothing that I could do-
to save myself, in the end it's You-
that will make all things new,
Father make me new.
And these folks see me different,
my compassion seems odd,
but I think it's because they're not seeing me,
but seeing reflections of my God,
honestly,
it makes me want to sob-
that cruelty is expected,
still an invaluable life,
but low-income,
disrespected,
they're hopeless in this world,
Spirit disconnected,
but I feel elected-
to tell 'em that they've been selected,
by a beautiful Sacrifice that was equally rejected.
Selah!
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