Wasted Life

If I told you that I'd love you  For one day a week, or 52 days a year  Would you get excited when  You knew that one day was coming near  Then hurt when I left you  Knowing I could give you more would tear you apart  And while you cried I just pacified you by saying  " It's all good, you know my heart"  How then do you think God feels  Knowing he gave all just to keep you by his side  Yet he only gets conjugal visits, with his blood bought bride  When he watches you make decisions Without even considering Him  Then come to see him on Sunday  Singing spiritual songs and hymns  And truthfully our time to live this life  Is quickly winding up  And how can you pour out worship  From an empty cup And some of you are saying "but we're doing it right" But on a global scale of the body of Christ  You're equivalent to the ear  But don't be discouraged  Be the ear that hears what the Spirit is saying to the church  Shine so brightly others crave your presence  Because they realize your spiritual worth  Are you pulling out everything  That Christ invested in you  Being the the faithful steward making profit  Or are you sitting on it waiting for the master to return to you  I encourage you today  Make him happy to call the church his wife His blood paid the price  Now don't waste HIS life