I Have a Friend, Trapped In Sin

I have a friend who's close to me Entrapped by a sin; he can't break free. While flowers fill his life and needs, Still there grows up a crop of weeds. My friend says he knows he's bad And whispers in a voice so sad He hopes that the Father above Will see he's weak and forgive in love. Sometimes my friend was trying, sometimes he wasn't. Sometimes he wins, sometimes he doesn't. His life is a struggle between good and bad Winning a little, losing all he had. I lift him up in a prayer a lot And he tells me God is all he's got. Seems to me he always wants more And turning from God he loses the score. When he's sorry, he lays it on thick, But in the end, repentance won't stick. I have to wonder what God thinks of it all Watching my friend be a bouncing ball. But I love my friend, so I won't quit Trying to get him and God to fit. And for me there'll be no surprise If in heaven he's right there before my eyes. For two things I know as sure as He lives My friend loves Jesus, and He forgives. And thirdly, He can set the worst of men free. After all, He salvaged me. by E. Marshall Evans