MY WILL BE DONE?

I have tried in times past to dictate to The Lord.

Long since I have learned that He knows best!

To strive for my own will I cannot afford,

Even though, often times, His will involves a test.

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A thousand tests inflicted cannot compare

To the eternal loss we could incur.

What makes us think this life is all there is?

In God’s tomorrow time is but a blur.

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Forevermore!  Oh God!  Forevermore!

How can we possibly resist?

How can we not long for that blissful shore?

“My will be done?”  Do not insist!

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My will can bring destruction in the end!

I now resign my will to You!

Dear God, there is nothing left within me to defend.

“Thy will be done!”  I will be true!

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I have hurt so many!  I hate what I have done.

So many loved ones, this I know.

I long to draw them to The Lord each one!

I long His grace to all of them show!

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What more can be done to have them listen?

Must Christ be crucified again?

No!  I reject my will!  I want Yours now!

Your broken heart, my cleansing I allow!

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Cleansing all without, within, my sin!

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Sam Cox 05.18.03

I HUMBLY PRAY

Oh God, with broken heart I pray;

Forgive and indwell me today.

I saw the distant land last night,

I was not there! Awoke in fright.

 

 

Could not forestall the tears that fell

So fearful of that burning hell!

I felt the flame, I smelled the smoke,

That is when I, thankfully, awoke!

 

 

Oh God! Contain me in this hour.

Now give me peace, do not want to cower,

In the shadows fearing evil

Darkness of a hateful devil!

 

 

Keep me from falling, guide I pray!

I want to walk with You this day!

Identify! So hard to do!

But so much better, Lord, with You!

 

 

AMEN!

 

 

Sam Cox 3.17.05

THE OTHER THIEF

Thieves unidentified beside God’s Only Son,

Pain no, agony endured by each one!

A tortured scream from one thief fills the air!

“…If you are truly The Christ, come down from there!”

 

 

“If you are The Son of God, save yourself and us!

What then are we but creatures of the dust?”

He echoed the soldiers and the mob below!

He helpless!  Dangling there!  No miracles to show!

 

 

His destiny from beginning was to seek and save.

So then as Savior, He was the sinner’s slave!

The sinless One there the sinners’ death!

“Father, forgive them…”  So near His dying breath!

 

 

Other thief one forced to steal to stay alive,

With waning breath to the other cried,

“We suffer here because of sinful deeds,

While this One for our sins His Father heeds!”

 

 

“Remember me…”  His slow whisper reaches ears

Tuned to catch the wordless thought of one who fears

Is sorrowful, repentant!  And sees the only One,

The Only One qualified As God, God’s Only Son!

 

 

Jesus hears!  He knows this broken heart!

Knew his earlier life, knew from the start!

Also, of the sins before he had committed!

Shameful deeds we all would wish omitted!

 

 

Deliver!  Help me!  Save!  The only cries He hears!

Night a time before wept over a city His tears

Could be for this city maybe for one He died!

Remember me when you come, the crucified!

 

 

This day in Paradise, with me, His whispered words.

A thief in Heaven now, Oh Yes!  He heard!

Can He say for us with closing eyes?

If so another thief up there surprise, surprise!

 

 

I once a thief 1.12.09