My
heart was hot, the fire burned,
As
in my musing, I was tossed,
Discouraged
that so many spurned
God’s
gracious offer to the lost.
I
turned my prayer then to the Lord
(I
should have done so long before),
And
that is when I was restored,
But
then the flame burned even more!
I
realized my days were few,
My
wealth would soon be left behind,
My
strength was surely fleeting too,
Yet
these were limits God defined.
Distraction
had obscured my vision
By
fretting over those who scorned.
I
couldn’t change their wrong decision,
But
I could pray for those I warned.
I
understood that I was frail
But
God was using frail men.
It
is by grace that we prevail
Until
our Savior comes again.
It
isn’t time to hold my peace
Or
fold my hands to now retire,
For
opportunities shall cease:
The
time is NOW to stir the fire.
The
Spirit of the Lord resides
In
us to now release His power.
His
fruitfulness today abides
With
grace for claiming every hour.
So
may God’s love be spread abroad
Ignited
by His holy Word
To
manifest the love of God
As
His own flame is in us stirred.
Lord,
let Your flame now take control
That
souls may see their urgent need.
This
is the day acceptable;
Tomorrow
is not guaranteed.
Lord,
thank You for Your fiery love
That
burns forevermore the same
In
Your own Spirit from above
Who
stirs in us Your zealous flame.
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