I still can't fully understand
            That when I asked Him in
            He should choose to spend His time
            Sorting through my sin
            Surely it was rather grim
            Without the aid of gloves
            Sweeping up the mess of me
            That shows He is love.

            He must have done a proper job
            I'm feeling so much cleaner
            Bloated with my excess sin
            I'm looking so much leaner
            If you let Him in your rooms
            That you've kept locked for years
            He will lighten all your dark
            And dry your bitter tears.

               

         The world is full of dread and fear
         God says “ Do not  fear “
         We are heading for a fall
         He says “ I am here”
         As we look around our earth
         The future is not bright
         Time to choose the road to walk
         Better get it right.

         When we asked Lord Jesus in
         Into our rotten state
         He said we would ride the storms
         As He controlled our fate
         Standing tall despite the winds
         That try to blow us down
         Will be a beacon to the ones
         Who wear a worried frown.

               

         All the power that I possess
         Is given by The One
         Who died upon a cross for me
         Yes Jesus, Gods' own Son
         Whenever I go travelling
         He's there to bring me back
         There's no place I'd rather be
         With Him there is no lack.
         
         I've often wandered off the path
         It doesn't feel quite right
         Searching places in the world
         The daylight turns to night
         Soon I get to realise
         There is one place to be
         Back within my Fathers' will
         His perfect plan for me.

         

               

         Don't judge a book by it's cover
         The pages are all worn
         Many years of constant toil
         Have left them thin and torn
         It gives a good appearance
         Belying what's inside
         Perhaps you call it death to self
         As God dissolves our pride.

         He carefully takes the cover off
         The pages fall to bits
         We're dependent on the One
         Who on our throne now sits
         Slowly He rebuilds our lives
         He puts things into place
         Not as quickly as we'd like
         But at His perfect pace.

            

         In Jesus name I've been set free
         My chains have been removed
         He's been working twenty years
         To get His child improved
         Though there's plenty more to do
         I know he won't stand still
         He wants me back as I once was
         My void He wants to fill.

         All I do is let Him work
         Iv'e learnt that that is best
         Refining me to suit my state
         I never would have guessed
         That he would love me oh so much
         To choose a wreck like me
         I open up my arms in praise
         Surrender totally.      

            

            God is waiting, arms wide open
            For His children to return
            Watches as they try their hardest
            Doing works so they will earn
            Automatic place in heaven
            Bound to get them through the gate
            Keeping laws, the ten commandments
            So they can ensure their fate.

            Jesus is the sure foundation
            He's the only stepping stone
            Cannot get to God without Him
            Reject Jesus, you're alone
            Ask Him in and get to know Him
            He's the Father, no mistake
            He has bought your priceless ticket
            Paid your fines upon the stake.

               

            He hides in his cupboard
            His blinds are all drawn
            He once was so fervent
            He now stands forlorn
            Been let down by many
            Been left high and dry
            Now wanders in darkness
            He can't even cry

            There comes a time
            When the desert appears
            You come to a hurdle
            That you cannot clear
            The debris of childhood
            Is ready to leave
            The devil has bound it
            So you're left to grieve.

            It's your decision
            Will you give Him up
            To bathe in depression
            With torment to sup
            Or face all  your demons
            And finally get rid
            Get holy explosive
            To blow off the lid.

            

            I'm in Him as He's in me   
            We're intertwined together
            There's no doubt that He's about
            No matter what the weather
            When it's stormy He's my shield
            Protective umberella
            He is surely all I need
            I am a blessed fella.

            If I keep my eyes on Him
            Then no way will I drown
            Though the seas they get quite rough
            This ship's not going down
            Floating with The Spirit
            A peaceful way to drift
            Is where I hope I'll always be
            Amazed at such a gift.

            

         It seems a sad and worrying fact
         That people follow trends
         They leave the basics far behind
         In suiting their own ends
         The gospel is the platform
         On which we all must stand
         For if we go a wandering
         Our lives get out of hand.

         Jesus died upon a cross
         To counter death and sin
         Providing ways of reaching God
         The chasm He filled in
         To reach the poor and needy
         The lonely and the lost
         Me and mine must die to self
         Look outwards  at all cost.

         Like a battery running low
         We must be energised
         To  run the race that he has set
         By focusing our eyes
         Upot the One who is our goal
         The world can take a jump
         He is all we'll ever need
         All else we must dump.

            

  I have seen what they have done, but I will heal them. I will guide them and comfort them and those who felt sad for them. They will all praise Me.

         If your kin is problematic
         If they're driving you insane
         Come to Me and hand them over
         It will be your utmost gain
         I  have watched while you have suffered
         Wanted so to help you out
         Please release them to My guidance
         I will change they're life about.   

         I've no power without permission
         It is you who holds the key
         Passing it to me will open
         All the locks of misery
         When the prodigal returns
         You and I will celebrate
         Praise Me for their restoration
         Let us pray it's not too late.   

               

            If you're going camping
            For any length of time
            The weather may be grotty
            Or even quite sublime
            Whichever it turns out to be
            There's always something there
            To dull your odours personal
            And leave you time to spare.

            Wet wipes are a gift from God
            They cleanse away your sin
            Always there to help you out
            Whatever state you're in
            Life may get quite heavy
            Your sin may pong a bit
            Reach for holy wet wipes
            See the stain of darkness quit.

             

            The fields are ripe
            The harvest's here
            But who is there to reap
            The countless land
            Of ripened corn
            That ends up in a heap
            If only we were energised
            To activate our calling
            We could change their destiny
            Preventing them from falling
            Into the bowels of darkness
            That seems to be their fate
            The gospel preached into their lives
            Would mean it's not too late
            To turn around and choose the One
            Who sent His only child
            To give us all another chance
            To be God reconciled.

               

            He has given us a passion
            Though we may not know what for
            It may take a while to fathom
            What our Father has in store
            Could it be the gift of healing
            Laying hands upon the sick
            Or a job that's undercover
            Clearing toilets with a stick.

            In His eyes they are all equal
            Building blocks inside our church
            Each one compliments the other
            Everyone should have a perch
            Ask Him where He wants us placed
            A gap is there for us to fill
            We are cogs that keep things turning
            Vital part of kingdoms wheel.

            

         Have you got your passport
         To gain eternal life
         With  the stamp of Jesus
         It counters pain and strife
         There's no need for renewal
         It lasts your earthly stay
         Then off you go to heaven
         Where your passports thrown away.

         You do need to be open
         Accept that He is Lord
         Allow His Spirit to come in
         And once He is on board
         He'll change the things that you've accrued
         The bitterness and sin
         But first you need your passport
         So be sure to ask Him in.
         
         
         

               

         You have the means to carry out
         The task I have for you
         If only you would trust in Me
         My vision would come true
         I know you're only human
         Your ship can't ride the wave
         Jesus lives upon your boat
         And it is you He'll save.

         As you step into My plan
         The devil will arouse
         Trying hard to push you down
         All his wiles I'll douse
         Your life may get quite choppy
         It shows you're doing well
         So walk in peace My precious child
         To storm the gates of hell.