I woke up this morning. And I just had to thank God for my life. Just read through James book. Start to pray and I ask God for a wife. . It's a time of devotion.
Religious fanatic, that's what they say. True, I may be on the brink. I hear them yell at us, "Shut up and play". Well, who asked what you think?. . No time for mediocracy.
I know I'm just another Judas, kiss Your face. While I drive the nail in Your hand. I know I'm just another Thomas, won't believe. Until I feel the hole in Your hand.
This is a time for us to demonstrate our appreciation. Amazing grace and sweet salvation. I can't pay You back, my Lord, so I won't even try. I will give You I and I.
Poor men bound in persecution. God's their portion everyday. But we don't know anybody. Who lives that way. . There the church grows stronger. Under politics and chains and whips.
Who am I that You would pay me mind?. Who am I that You would take the time to find me?. Who am I that You'd reach out your hand?. Lord, what am I but just a sinful sinking man?.
I saw a blood washed pilgrim, a sinner saved by grace. Up on the King's great highway, with peacful shining face. Temptations sore beset him, but nothing could a fright.