Choose ye this day, whom will you serve?
The choice is plain if you'v got the nerve.
How did I end up in a mess like this?
Spinning like time, my thoughts adrift.
Goals I once had seem so far away,
my family and friends are drifting astray.
I once held the world up by its tail,
bendending and molding I could not fail.
But I took my eyes off the light,
and the devil walked in without a fight.
The struggle comes at me, once again, and
I'm desiring the Christ to get rid of my sin.
The choice is still mine, I have no doubt.
Sin's easy to get in but hard to get out.
So choose ye this day whom will you serve,
the Light or the darkness, if you'v got the nerve.
You have a talent for putting it into words the struggles most people must deal with.
God is the only light and your right it's easy for sin to grab us. The feeling behind the poem is so real, Scary but real.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done Keith! You've beautifully described the choice we each must make between Masters. And you're right. It does take nerve to choose Jesus!