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Thursday, October 23, 2008


this one, closest to my heart.

Trust me, I have not earn'd your dear rebuke,
I love, as you would have me, God the most;
Would lose not Him, but you, must one be lost,
Nor with Lot's wife cast back a faithless look
Unready to forego what I forsook;
This say I, having counted up the cost,
This, though I be the feeblest of God's host,
The sorriest sheep Christ shepherds with His crook.
Yet while I love my God the most, I deem
That I can never love you overmuch;
I love Him more, so let me love you too;
Yea, as I apprehend it, love is such:

I cannot love you if I love not Him,
I cannot love Him if I love not you.


I have never walked on water
Felt the waves beneath my feet but
At your Word Lord,
I’ll receive Your faith to walk on oceans deep

And I remember how You found me;
In that very same place
All my failing surely would've drowned me
But You made a way

You are my freedom
Jesus You’re the reason
I’m kneeling again at Your throne
Where would I be without You
Here in my life, here in my life?

You have said that all the heavens
Sing for joy at one who finds
The way to freedom, truth of Jesus
Bought from death into His life

And I remember how You saw me:
Through the eyes of Your grace
And though the cost was Your beloved for me
Still you made a way!

1 comment :

~StH3R~ said...

the poem!! elisabeth elliot's story...one of my fav's too :)