When other people think of me,I try to be like Jesus,
What is on their mind?
Do they think of Jesus Christ,
So gentle and so kind?
Every single day.
Spreading love and kindness,
All along my way. I'm afraid that I have failed,
I could not pass the test.
Deep inside my heart I know,
I haven't done my best. I have had to fight my flesh,
Since the day that I was born.
It's always causing trouble,
And being such a thorn. That's why His Spirit dwells in me,
He's helping me to learn.
In every situation,
Where I need to turn.He knew I'd never pass the test,
That's why He took my place.
He gave His life to save my soul,
He suffered my disgrace.Now I try to be like Him,
I must present Him well.
So other folks will want His gift,
And turn their backs on hell.Other folks should see the joy,
That Christ has given me.
They should want to have it too,
Especially since it's free.They should begin to ask me,
What is it they must do.
Just how it is they go about,
Getting Jesus too.Then I get to tell them,
This wondrous gift is free.
It only takes a humble heart,
A prayer on bended knee.
Someday when I'm face to face,
~ © 1999 by Chick Velasco ~Thanks for stopping by! If you enjoyed reading the inspirational message placed on this page and written on the pallet of my heart please send it on to your friends!
With the Lord who set me free.
Will He see His own reflection,
Or will He just see me?
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