I merely sense a portion of His presence
The reality of His sovereign love stirs in my soul . . .
My cry goes out, "Why me?"
The knowledge of what I have been saved from overwhelms me
My thoughts. My motives. My pride.
It all seems like a disgusting cloak that cannot be torn from me
And in those times I long to go home
To fall at His feet and worship Him with a perfect heart
Lord Jesus . . . come quickly
The reality of His sovereign love stirs in my soul . . .
My cry goes out, "Why me?"
The knowledge of what I have been saved from overwhelms me
My thoughts. My motives. My pride.
It all seems like a disgusting cloak that cannot be torn from me
And in those times I long to go home
To fall at His feet and worship Him with a perfect heart
Lord Jesus . . . come quickly
1 comment:
Seems incomprehensible that the Lord would save a selfish, sinful, whining person like me. His grace & mercy don't even register in my pea brain, but I thank Him for it.
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