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Weeping and Gnashing

Tho’ many called, few are chosen
The self-righteous, are cast out
Into outer darkness
All the unclean, not allowed.

So we’re self-willed, self-reliant
Self-righteous, we blindly stray
Are defiant, independent
We want the last say.

We’re created to worship
Our innermost essence
A thirst deep within
To enter, God’s Presence.

And should our feet, and road seem hid
Those times are truly sweet
When all we have, is God alone
To guide our steps, oft’ steep.

Yes, come find rest
Your soul, respite
My yoke is easy
My burden, light.

Are we willing to wait
In the darkness, no light?
No hope, but the LORD
Know in you, He delights.

There, discover our answers
In Christ Jesus, God redeeming
We are made, for God’s purpose
By His Spirit, fulfill our meaning.

Yes, will take us thro’ trials
But with grace, sufficient
In our weakness, His strength
His omnipotence, omniscience.

Learn to pray, to trust Him
Become a branch, in His vine
Abiding daily, bear His fruit
So live depending, on God divine.

The LORD is my shepherd
I shall never need
Makes me lie, in green pastures
Beside still waters, will lead.