Prone To Wander, LORD I feel it

So, let us daily cry out
Submit our all, on His altar
All our love, and loyalty
Yield to Jesus, may we not falter.
God Doesn’t Believe In Luck!

So, life is not random ‘luck’
God knows our will and ways
Sees our heart’s intent
God decides our lot, always.
Our Heart- Our Control Center

So our heart, we must examine
Must guard, keep sealed
To be healthy, not hardened
Circumcised, not diseased.
“If My Dog Doesn’t Love You…”

Well, I don’t mind a dog
Be it Collie or Beagle
But I’m sad for this driver
Who prefers dogs to people.
A little OCD?

Set free, from compulsion
He restores our behavior
Our minds are renewed
What a wonderful Savior.
Futility or Fullness?

And put on the new man
Created according to God
In true righteousness and holiness
In His fullness, now daily trod.
Be Dead to Sin

Our repentance, often shallow
More remorse, and regret
Not turning and fleeing
From pet sins, that beset.
Are You Needing to Change?

Daily follow and abide
Lift to Him, every thought
As I feed on Your Word
Obey all I am taught.
Walk with the Lord

Take hold of me, LORD
Completely possess
Come fill every part
Transform me, and bless.
Use Me, for Your Glory

Do sanctify, purify
This vessel of clay
And use for Your glory
Your plans, each day.