Unlikely Souls - Poem by Bob Gotti
God moves upon unlikely men, those whom we might condemn,
Even men, with no interest in, The One who died for all their sin.
Not the righteous playing the part; what we see is not their heart,
They’re lifted up in their own pride, even ignoring Christ who died.
We at times doubt to God’s dismay, that others will find The Way,
The narrow way, we have found; God’s only way to stable ground.
This simply adds to God’s Glory, with another added to His story,
The story beginning at the cross; not of the righteous but the lost.
There’s no soul God cannot reach, even when we do not preach.
His Spirit goes where we don’t, as He’s God, never say He won’t.
Moving men’s hearts to the place, where they receive His Grace,
To accept the love that He shed, on Calvary’s cross in their stead.
The love of Christ is greater than, the wayward heart of any man,
And the purpose of God’s Love, is to lead men to Heaven above.
Not the self-righteous, my friend, for they will see a different end,
But those sinners who come to Him, to be forgiven of all their sin.
Christ said He had other sheep, to bring into His fold and to keep,
Many other sheep, just like us, who in Jesus, will place their trust.
Not righteous on our own at all, but cursed because of man’s fall,
As death had come to every life, now we can live in Jesus Christ.
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