His love-Spoken word

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We've heard it said “love your neighbour”

But that can be hard to grasp in a world full of hate

Walking around in circles, bitching with friends

Never really knowing that we're are just hailing the bait

The bait to the cause of the messed up generations

of a world that loves sin too much to seek his love

The love of Christ who died on a cross

Cursed for me to rise above

“Do to others as you would have them do to you”

We've all heard it been said before

But none of us are turning the other cheek

Only opening the wrong doors

Not walking this life by faith or his spirit

Meddling with time that we don't even have

And some of us are tired. I don't know about you but I am.

Tired of falling short of his glory.

Glory that he tried so hard for me to have

When you sin, he weeps, for your soul, he cries

And you walking with smiles, yolo's and good byes

When inside, a part of you dies

Because you've forgotten his love

You've forgotten his name

And your bleeding

Hiding your face with shame

That’s my story

My own testimony

About how I fell so hard

on the darkest ceremony

Of my life

I was almost gone

No hope, no love

No peace was born

Then time decided to stop

Inside my heart it stopped

And it flashed by my eyes

Before everything else was blocked

And I saw a hand in the darkness

that I so dearly craved

It reached out to touch me

And like that I was saved

Its so hard for me to write this

But I think you should see

that his love, his love...

Is what I'm created to be

This world can't save me

it has nothing for me

But he who I believe in

Put himself on a tree

For me. To be. His love

Pregnant with the fruits of his spirit

My cup overflowing with riches

Worth so much more than the finest gold

Wisdom calling my name

And I answer her pleads

To understand my God

so I can reap his seeds

That he planted inside of me.

For me. To be. His love.

I've fallen so short of his glory

But his love has never failed me.

I, of mustard seed faith,

told the mountains in my life to jump

And they didn't.

No, they ran. In fact, they leaped.

Jesus on those calm waters, turns to ask me

“Why did you doubt?”

Oh Lord, I ran with fear

For life was a drought.

And I was thirsty God

But I didn't know what would quench my thirst

And it was sin I filled my heart with

Until it was about to burst

With those tears running down

Because I thought I was lost, nowhere to be found

Almost made a choice to give up

Because I was just too bound

Until I remembered. I remembered his name.

And I remembered that I was born of him

And those born of God

Cannot continue living in sin

And this peace washed over me

And the tears stopped.

My time for crying and tribulation was done

Now here comes the sun

with the son

the son of God

who bled to death

became sin for the world

And hang himself on a tree

For me. To be. His love.

'Love is patient. Love is kind

It does not envy, it does not boast.

It is not proud. It is not rude,

It is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered.

It keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects,

always trusts,

always hopes,

always perseveres.

Love never fails'

God never fails.

That's my story

my own testimony

About how I  was made right in his eyes

On the faith that Jesus is the glory

The gift of the nations

Given to even those who don't want him

And those that do cannot continue living in sin.

Its so hard for me to write this

But I think you should see

that his love, his love...

Is what I'm created to be.

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