Time To Face The Facts

On bended knee, I start to pray,
My mind on Him, it drifts away,
My thoughts, my soul, they start to burn,
I remember the cross, the one they will spurn,
The truth they denied,
The Word crucified,
The agony, the nails,
The point where reason fails,
A will of denial,
Brought forth by His trial,
The lies that were said,
Crown of thorns on His head,
The flesh it was torn,
To satisfy scorn,
The blood freely shed,
Anoints now my head,
He died for my life,
To end all my strife,
He bought me, He freed me,
He let my sins go,
The man of a promise,
The God that I know,
Breath given, death taken,
Satan, forever forsaken,
My healing, my life,
My children, my wife,
His completeness, His mercy,
His grace, pure and holy,
My teacher and guide,
Now I am His bride,
Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus,
Complete in Your joy,
A son of our Father,
You've saved this poor boy,
Restored in Your kingdom,
Redeemed by Your blood,
Your Spirit is given,
It flows as a flood,
Your Glory is perfect,
Your love is complete,
My only desire now,
Your face I will seek.

This was written 'In the Spirit' while enraptured in His love at Easter Time

Steve Mott