As I journey through this thing called life,
And push away bad thoughts aside,
Morale conduct and good deeds
Doesn’t seem to satisfy me.
I feel like half of me is missing but have no clue where,
To start a search for the other pair.
My hope is shattered,
At least in my mind.
“Hope of what?”
Good deeds do not tarry far at all.
Maybe I shouldn’t be here,
Maybe hell is my home.
As I draw the knife, the noose, the gun,
And prepare to end my life for once,
I hear a voice tugging at my soul
Saying “there’s more to life! Don’t be a fool!”
This voice was so kind, yet strong and condemning
It said, ” salvation isn’t earned by trying not to be sinning,
“Salvation is earned by believing in the One on the cross,
Who was taken and beaten, and scorned for no cause.
Bloody and spat upon, bruised and hated,
By the ones who He came down to be saving.”
All this time I believed that I
Could save myself from hell, no lie.
But as quick as an eye could blink,
I looked to the sky and did think:
“Why Lord, Why? Have I been such a fool!
I have ignored the Word and made up my own rules!
I thought that I could save myself
But I was wrong oh, Lord,
Please save me from Hell.
Once Lost, now Found
Gods grace is Divine!
Thank you Jesus, I made it to Heaven on time…