(The following piece was written as 2 different pieces. Part 2 was written before part 1, but it all flows seamlessly into one)
PRAISE ON MY LIPS
The plans of a man are many,
But God’s plan is one.
And though logically,
The odds are stacked against it,
It is God’s plan that succeeds.
So what is man’s role in all this?
Man’s role is to submit!
Don’t get me wrong,
I do not advocate for man to be CARELESS or CAREFREE,
I admonish man to FEAR LESS and LIVE FREE,
In the knowledge that God cares for His children,
And by far He wouldn’t,
Gift His kids with serpents instead of fish,
Nor supplement bread with bricks!
No tricks!!
God isn’t selfish!
He has a wonderful plan for men’s lives,
He doesn’t crush our dreams,
Or send our hopes into a nosedive.
He strives,
To bring out the best in man,
To build him up for what he’s worth.
And what a man is worth,
Is the life of God’s Son.
Now such a demonstration of extravagance,
Would be inconsistent if God’s aim was to bring harm to us.
And so...
I stand absolutely in awe,
Of a saviour who loves me with His all.
A King so magnificent,
Commanding the army of heavenly hosts.
Who came as a babe so innocent,
A manger for a throne to boast.
Thus a song of praise,
I raise,
To my Saviour and my King,
I bring,
My will, my soul, my mind.
I surrender these to Him,
For they are no longer mine.
Even then,
Who can fully comprehend,
This love our God had to give?
That He who bears the universe in His hand,
Would die that I might live?
For by His death He did forgive,
My every inequity,
Past, present and those to be.
With full knowledge of the magnitude,
Of my dissension,
And ill attitude,
He saved me long before I recognized His salvation.
And NOTHING COULD EVER COME CLOSE,
TO A FRIEND WHO’D DIE FOR HIS FOES!!
