The Thief
The Thief
Into His gates, what peace and rest,
into the world our life to test.
Into His courts we once did crave,
Praise and worship our hearts once gave.
There’s a thief on the loose, he’s after you,
His goal you see, to make you blue.
Your joy, your strength, he knows so well,
To steal, to kill, to make you fail.
Into God’s temple once again I go,
Sad faces, sad faces the thief did sow!
Oh what’s the world now to day?
All faces alike…what a sad day!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2018
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