One can’t escape those piercing
That scan our wretched sham.
I fell and craved His mercy,
He saw plainly what I am.
Beyond wrongs already done,
He knew my awful thought.
Beheld my scarlet episodes,
My busy spirit wrought.
As lightning in the darkest hour,
The twinkling of an eye.
He nailed my blatant teaming guilt,
and I could not reply.
Most certainly I saw the death,
That I so well deserved.
For all my selfish do-good way,
T’was Satan I had served.
For sure I wasn’t owing men?
I’ve paid my keep, room’n board.
But “life” He said don’t come that way,
Now how could I afford?
The price, “You must surrender all”,
Placing your trust in “Me”.
“I made the world on which you stand,
The islands and the sea”.
Omnipotent, I see Him now,
I orbit in His mystery.
With promise there will be no death,
And life unbound by history.