His heart went into us,
Yet man draws a blank And has forgotten Who to thank. Does God not tell us He is an ever-patient, All-knowing yet loving Father? SUFFICIENT. Why seek pleasure Elsewhere? Nothing satisfies, Wisps of air. True happiness Is everlasting. The Father’s love, Nothing surpassing. We would be content, Believe it or not, Merely to be in His presence, Not with what we got. Don’t blame God For the woes and sorrow. Though the fault lies with us, Erased now and tomorrow. Christ paid the ransom, The ultimate sacrifice, If we accept and follow. Could YOU pay the price? It is finished. No one can add, Or do it better, Than Jesus with Dad. Comments are closed.
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