Just for one day, what if God loved me.
Not in the way He loves everyone
Would He still have mercy, if only I
believe
If I took it to heart, the matter was
done.
Would I live different, if I really
believed
Would I look at my brother with a
change of heart
Would my actions be different, what
could I achieve
Would I lift people up, instead of
tearing them apart
This kind of thought is intemperate to
be sure
It's not modern or slick, or
sophisticated, or cool
It's not the way to get ahead, the nom
du jur
But just for one day could I capture
that jewel?
Could I really believe God's love was
for me
Would I change, could I change
How would I be
What things in my day would I rearrange
Such thoughts are for Sundays, Pastors,
and Missionares
I'm busy with life, with my job and
family
My everyday life is too full of cares
I just don't have time, so I can't
believe
Not even for one day.
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