November 10, 1983
Why won't they come my heart cries out
why won't they believe in Him?
A gift so freely given in love
And yet they won't receive
If I offered them a shiny new bauble
Clothes, a car, or maybe a trip
There would be no hesitation then
They'd gladly accept that gift
You offer them the gift of life
Your precious, holy Son
The One who holds a matchless treasure
Freely bestowing love beyond measure
They could have it all if they would believe
Boundless horizons as the Master's child
The joy, peace and life's deeper meaning
All of this for just receiving
Their hearts seem cold and so unyielding
Some say, "No thanks, I have no need
They shake their head and shift their glance
Feet shuffle, they go, will there be another chance?
How it must grieve You when they refuse
Please help me to keep proclaiming the truth
They wander aimlessly, blinded by sin
But amid the masses is a soul to win.
No comments:
Post a Comment