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Back to the Lord
I kept on struggling, and though I feared,
those days of turmoil, left me with tears.
I've had my days of running wild,
but then Jesus took me as His child.
He nurtured me from a new born babe,
on the milk of the Word, my soul He saved.
He gave us life that is well worth it all,
He chose everyone of us to heed His call.
By His grace He did save,
His glorious love He gave.
The struggling is never o'er my friend,
until His coming is at hand.
It is Jesus who gives us wisdom and understanding,
our Lord is a loving Lord, He's not so demanding.
He expects us to follow His way,
yes, He wants to brighten up our day.
Copyright 1998, by Russell L. Meyers
From my book: Spiritual Poetry
Russ
Back to the Lord
I kept on struggling, and though I feared,
those days of turmoil, left me with tears.
I've had my days of running wild,
but then Jesus took me as His child.
He nurtured me from a new born babe,
on the milk of the Word, my soul He saved.
He gave us life that is well worth it all,
He chose everyone of us to heed His call.
By His grace He did save,
His glorious love He gave.
The struggling is never o'er my friend,
until His coming is at hand.
It is Jesus who gives us wisdom and understanding,
our Lord is a loving Lord, He's not so demanding.
He expects us to follow His way,
yes, He wants to brighten up our day.
Copyright 1998, by Russell L. Meyers
From my book: Spiritual Poetry
Russ
