I was reading in your word today
How your children always fell away
Why couldn’t they see that you were always there
Holding out your hand telling them you care
But are we that different than children of old
We have more than ever yet our hearts are so cold
Why can’t we see that you are still there?
Holding out your hand telling us you care.
Just give me a job, Lord. It’s all that I need.
I’ll praise your name if you’ll help me succeed.
Yet I go to work while my family sleeps.
Returning home to say, “sweet dreams”
But you are Lord, Lord.
And the Lord says,
“Come to my table. Eat ‘til you’re full
The cup’s overflowing. The banquet goes on
I made every planet; the sun moon and stars
Don’t you know those are trinkets
compared to your heart.
I am the Lord your God, I am the Lord your God.
“Lord, one more thing and then I’ll be done
There’s this house behind those gates
It’s the perfect one. If that were my house,
No one could deny --Jehovah Jireh
The God who provides.
If I can have that house, then I will know
You are the Lord. My giving will grow.
Thank you Lord for a great place to live
As soon as it’s furnished, I’ll start to give.
But you are Lord, Lord
And the Lord says,
“Come to my table. Eat ‘til you’re full
The cup’s overflowing. The banquet goes on
I made every planet; the sun moon and stars
Don’t you know those are trinkets
compared to your heart.
I am the Lord your God, I am the Lord your God.
I’m at the end, Lord. I shouldn’t be dying.
Life goes so fast. I thought there was time.
I’m sorry for always shortchanging you Lord.
For saying the right things but not doing more.
The things that I thought were going to last
Have all gone away so there’s nothing to ask.
Lord, are we like your children of old?
We ask, beg & plead for blessings untold
Why can’t we learn from your words in the past?
That only the praise we give you will last.
And the Lord said, Come to My table.
Eat ‘til you’re full. The cup’s overflowing.
The banquet goes on.
I made every planet; the sun moon and stars
Don’t you know those are trinkets
Compared to your heart.
I am the Lord your God
I am the Lord your God
1 comment:
I really like this poem. I agree with the idea that we often treat God as a "cosmic waiter", asking him to bless us greatly. However, we are rarely willing to commit to the heart changing repentance that is required.
Justin
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