A Weary World
This world is a weary place, filled with darkness and dismay,
I need to lean upon God’s Grace, to make it through the day.
At times I need to seek His face, as my heart begins to stray.
I need to find a quiet place, a place where I can humbly pray.
I know God has His eye on me, since the day that I believed.
And He gave me eyes to see, when His Holy Spirit I received.
From this darkness I am free, though I was lost and deceived.
And I was pointed to Eternity, the very moment that I believed.
And now I’ve come to realize, Christ is the Master of my Life.
Worldly concern in Him dies, as I hide my life in Jesus Christ
He who sits above the skies, died so I could have New Life.
And in this life I’ll fix my eyes, upon my Savior Jesus Christ.
With The Spirit I’ve been sealed, and was given a guarantee.
On the cross Christ appealed, and from there He set me free.
By His stripes I’ve been healed, the ones He bore on Calvary.
And by Christ it’s been revealed, that my home is in Eternity.
On that cross for me He died, and He gave to me New Life.
And this life, it is sanctified, that I may live for Jesus Christ.
And because He lives inside, He helps me in my daily strife.
In Jesus Christ I shall abide, from this day into Eternal Life.
poem by Bob Gotti
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