Though lame I sit within my chair
With pain in bed I lie
Through Jesus love and tender care
I’ve ceased to wonder why
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“I’m often asked if God I blame
If for my birth I curse
But most who ask still walk in shame
And that is far much worse
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The days grow ever shorter now
Our season’s passing by
Our wayward souls to Christ should bow
Before the day we die
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When feeling down and all alone
When plagued with deep despair
At this you moan and that you groan
Does no one even care?
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A rustling wind blew up one day
From Garbage on the street
“To endless life, just walk this way
And sit at Jesus feet”
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In secular things I felt so smart
To things of God a fool
But life saw change when in the heart
Heaven began to rule
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Holiness is my prime desire
Heaven’s my major goal
Safe and sound in my Saviour’s Fire
And through His blood found whole
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Surprising though who think they’re right
Who think, they’ve found the way
Who think God’s filled their hearts with light
To show who’ve gone astray
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The world looks on while Christians sing
She sees the so-called few
How some resent the slightest thing
And hate another’s view
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Though seven churches sang their song
Though praying night and day
Yet Christ in all found something wrong
Through which still many stray
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