His List

When I wake up in the morning,
before I get out of bed.
The plans I've made for the day,
start to plummet in my head.

Do this, do that, and this-that too,
the list goes on and on.
The plans I've made for the day,
begin with the crack of dawn.

Before I arise and get moving,
to do all that I have to do.
I reach for my Bible to see,
if He has any plans for me too.

As I read through the verses,
I shiver and my head starts shaking.
For all that I have to do,
has nothing to do, with His making.

I put my Bible down,
and throw the covers off the bed.
I give to Him all of my - this and that,
and He gives me His list instead!

I remember a Beautiful Rose

My memories trample. My conscience awakes.
It's then I'm reminded of all my mistakes.
Regrets, I have many. They give me great pain.
They pelt me like hail and they drive me insane.
If only the future could remake the past,
where I could relive it much diff'rent than cast -
in stone where it's buried and cannot breakout,
I'd free it most quickly and change it, no doubt.

For pain's overwhelming when past can't reverse.
From pit in my stomach, it couldn't be worse.
Though Jesus can heal all the greatest of pains -
He won't let it happen if I'm locked with chains
in guilt-ridden prison where I can't accept
forgiveness from actions when I was inept.
Grace breaks ev'ry chain so that I can't destroy
this beautiful rose of unspeakable joy.

If God could change hist'ry, if God made it so,
I'd treat her much diff'rent and clearly would know
that God's grace is priceless and made for such love
for all still in waiting and not there above.
Because she's not with me, there isn't a cure,
so pain grows beyond all that I can endure.
I'm sorry I hurt you and this I must share -
while Heaven awaits you, you're in ev'ry prayer.

So love still continues to bloom like the rose -
for roses are lovely as everyone knows.
My heart strings keep humming like strumming guitar.
She's perfect as nature and finer by far -
than rose most exquisite, than rose without thorn,
than crisp, cooling air near a lake in the morn,
than cottony clouds floating high with great ease,
than soft meadow grasses. She is more than these.

Dead End

Each passing day upon this earth 

I’m drawing near my death,
Each time I fill my lungs with air
I’ve left one fewer breath

As time goes on I close the gap
From start until the end
These labours cease the day that I
My tabernacle rend

What then of all those fleeting things
I’ve laboured to acquire
Or what of those I’ll leave behind
Sooner than desired

My deepest heart shall be laid bare
My motives once concealed
Shall in the brightness of my Lord
Be perfectly revealed

And what suppose ye would He find
A heart of rapturous joys
Or one of grief still of the world
Bereft of friends and toys

Should I with sadness and regrets
Now spend my living days
Or rather let eternity
Direct my wayward ways

Don’t worry of those left behind
Don’t fret or be afraid
It’s not like God who’s led til now
Can’t lead without your aide

Possessed by our possessions we
Bind fast our earthen ties
So comfortable that when God calls
“So soon?” each one replies

Set your affections up above
Not here upon the earth
This vapour shall soon fade away
To your eternal birth 

The hope of those “In Christ” is such
It makes the world grow dim
They count but loss those things they’ve gained
They’ve all in all, in Him 

Consider now the greater good
Is it to live or die?
If life means earth and death means Heav’n
Tis hard to choose, but why?

The moment those “in Christ” do pass
Eternity is theirs
The “well done” heard from Jesus lips
Erases all their cares

Suppose we all decided now 
To take God at His Word
We choose not to be scared again
But trust the things we’ve heard

Imagine if we faced the grave
With hope and joy and trust
Because in heaven’s treasure store
No moth, no thief, no rust!

Consider if the world looked on
Just utterly amazed
If Christians practiced what they preached 
And faced the grave unfazed

In light of this eternity
And promises He’s giv'n
Let’s realign our focal point
And set our sights on heav'n

So bear in mind the lesson here
Don’t run headlong to die
But when God calls to take you home
Just say “Lord, here am I” 

It’s guaranteed the time will come
When each must round the bend
What blessed joy the Christian has
To know it’s no dead end

In His Eyes

In His eyes His grace does shine.
In His eyes His love now mine!

In His eyes gone my crime.
In His eyes across all time.

In His eyes death taken away
In His eyes new life His way.

In His eyes all pain will cease.
In His eyes my life at peace.

In His eyes my tears now gone.
In His eyes my life now strong.

In His eyes I’m now forgiven.
In His eyes life’s now worth living.

In His eyes new joy accrued
In His eyes I’m changed, renewed!

In His eyes His mercy on me!
In His eyes I live now free!

In His eyes my story new.
In His eyes new life, it’s true!

In His eyes His joy all mine!
In His eyes the Son my sign!

 Tree of Life

Jesus is The Gift of God to me.
He has gone before into eternity. 
He is with me as He promised He would be.
He has given ears to hear and eyes to see.

He is my gift and I am His as well.
He’s ransomed me for heaven and from hell.
His Father bid Him go to take my place,
That I might know The LORD’s amazing grace.

His Father’s will is what He came to do.
He did it then He died for me and you.
Because He did He rose up from the grave.
And now the way is made for all He’d save.

He lived the life of GOD upon the earth.
He never sinned, He couldn’t from His birth.
His miracles bore witness of His love,
And that He was the God man from above.

O Mercy Seat O Lamb of GOD once slain.
O precious Blood poured forth to pay GOD’s claim. 
O man redeemed from sin and death and strife,
To eat the fruit upon The Tree of Life.

In His Eyes

In His eyes His grace does shine.

In His eyes His love now mine!

In His eyes gone my crime.
In His eyes across all time.

In His eyes death taken away
In His eyes new life His way.

In His eyes all pain will cease.
In His eyes my life at peace.

In His eyes my tears now gone.
In His eyes my life now strong.

In His eyes I’m now forgiven.
In His eyes life’s now worth living.

In His eyes new joy accrued
In His eyes I’m changed, renewed!

In His eyes His mercy on me!
In His eyes I live now free!

In His eyes my story new.
In His eyes new life, it’s true!

In His eyes His joy all mine!
In His eyes the Son my sign!

A Prayer of Repentance and Dedication

Dear Lord I seek a better life, 
A life that honors thee. 
One more consistent with the aim 
You had in calling me. 

A life of purity and love 
Of purpose and power. 
One based on simple trust in thee 
Each day and every hour. 

For I have wondered far away, 
I have not given all. 
I have not lived like one who’s been, 
Delivered from the fall. 

My zeal to win the lost has waned, 
My time in prayer grown cold. 
Less time is spent in searching for
The Scriptures perfect gold. 

And worst of all I feel so dead 
My heart as hard as stone. 
I would but cannot weep for sin, 
At least not on my own. 

Pour out your Spirit on me Lord, 
Please help me to repent! 
And give me grace to make amends
For so much time misspent.