'Til the End

I've got to get out here;
I'm in the village of fear;
But somehow I know You're near;
Your my perfect righteous cure;

No matter what may come;
I know You're not done;
You're going to finish what You've begun!

You'll be with me forever;
And you will never;
Leave me;
I believe thee;
You'll be with me 'til the end;
You're going to finish what You've began!

Now that I'm on the other side;
I can clearly see my filthy pride;
That almost seemed to deprive;
A wretch like me;
From being eternally free;

You'll be with me forever;
And you will never;
Leave me;
I believe thee;
You'll be with me 'til the end;
You're going to finish what You've began!

When I'm lost, You find me;
When I'm loosed, You bind me;
When I'm hopeless, You remind me . . .

That You'll be with me forever;
And you will never;
Leave me;
I believe thee;
You'll be with me 'til the end;
You're going to finish what You've began!

Nature

Look at the diving duck;
The running buck;
The hoping frog;
The wild hog;
Look and see;
There goes a bee;
Up above;
Flies a dove!

Wind

From whence it came;
And to where it goes;
No man knows;
What is its name?
Tis' the wind I speak of;
Flying gently like a dove!

Give God the Glory

I would like to devote this poem to Eric Henry Liddell (16 January 1902 – 21 February 1945) the Scottish athlete and missionary who refused to race on Sunday.


Run fast;
And let this be your story;
Whether first or last;
Give God the glory!

Thank You Jesus!

Jesus, thank You for dying on the cross;
And saving a sinner like me;
Who once was lost;
But now will never again be!

What Would Jesus Do?

When life I go through;
Let me always ask;
"What Would Jesus Do?"
And though it be a task;
Let me see it through!

Whatever the circumstances;
"What Would Jesus Do?"
No matter the questioning glances;
"What Would Jesus Do?"

No matter the consequences;
"What Would Jesus Do?"
Let us see through these lenses;
Oh! "What Would Jesus Do?"