Poetry/Prose
Holding Her Tight, He'll Never Let Go
Just a Little More Time
But for the Grace of God
But for the grace of God, there go I;
My life could never pass the test.
And by the grace of God, Jesus for me died.
God gave to me His Best.
My sin went before me everywhere;
Its load of condemnation I could not bear.
Then He turned my eyes to His sacrifice,
Paid all of my debt and gave me eternal life.
Now by the grace of God, here am I;
Receiving God's peace and rest.
God Has Come Down
God has come down!
Taking on mortality and dying flesh,
The Christ has visited us!
The burden he carried to the cross, no one can know.
He cared what we thought, lifting all our baggage
of prejudice and pride, yet
knowing how we would respond
to His truth.
He loved us to His death,
knowing we might not respond.
But to those who do, He holds out His hand
of forgiveness and grace,
A fountain of life for those who can bring
themselves to value His gift.
Eternal life! and nothing less.