Lord, I need to talk, about a monkey on my back. He's gettin very heavy and he won't give me no slack.
I've tried to turn him over to you, time and time again. But, he keeps climbing higher, with his fingers diggin in.
I know that time grows shorter, for me to get things done. Wasted years have stolen many battles I should have won.
But, here I sit an old man, I'm not asking for myself. Please save the souls of those I love, while there is time left.
Quoted scripture, prayed, and argued, with no progress I can see. The scales upon their eyes won't fall, no matter how I plead.
What's that Lord? Sure I'm listening, well I don't rightly know. Who made me think they would come around before I go.
I know I could have done more, if I were a better man. Seems it took a heap of livin, for you to make me what I am.
Okay, Lord, I'll give them to You, turn them over one more time. I'll pray more for Your Spirit and Grace, and depend much less on mine.
Please save those that I love so much, and bring them into your fold. And, Lord, could You please hurry, if I could be so bold.
Mike Roberson 02/20/19
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