| The Testimony There's silence. Little crying. For A moment, God showed how Ridiculous a corridor I walked in up to now. Thus truly seeing this, I thought What God had given me: He gave me life. He gave me naught That I could earn or see. And yet a stubborn rascal then Was I, and started to Protest. "Why me, Lord? And since when Do you see me so true?" O ignorance and folly! Leave Them both behind you. Fear The Lord; wisdom will follow. Cleave To what is good. Revere The Lord your God and praise His name; Yes, praise His holy name! Laud Jesus Christ, the one who came To save us from our shame. And then we look with eager eyes For God's great Judgment Day And Christ will come again, through skies In mighty disarray. We think of everlasting years, Spent with the Lord on high, And think, "The world has not the ears To hear our Savior's cry; To hear the preacher's homily And turn from evil ways." Praise God for making us to be The doers all our days. - Adrian C. Keister, 11/28/2001 |
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