This constant search for peace and rest.
Vain world, can you appease this quest?
Do your vast mega stores supply this rest?
Glamour, riches, pride and fame!
When claimed are merely just a name!
They fail to truley satisfy!
Oh, it is my soul! It is it's cry.
Are we lost in sin?
Estranged from God the soul from within?
Have mercy, the Lord please, commence.
A voice now calls my name:
Dear Sinner, I have borne your blame.
Have I shed my blood for thee in vain?
No, surely Jesus is not a game.
To him your eternal soul, he reigns...
No water, no light, no rest?
Does hellish fire await?
Dear friend, today a loving Lord will save you from this fate.
Come humbly now, accept his grace,
before it is too late.
What talents brought have been given you for naught?
Shouldn't it be used here and abroad to glorify God?
Wouldn't eyes adore to see and ears to hear a sermon from
Al Pacino or Will Smith my dear?
2007-01-08
01:16:03
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