When I Write

When I write I feel I’m writing for the Lord Which leaves me with a great sense of responsibility For my words be it in poetry, comments or otherwise Must always reflect his love and compassion I never think of how many souls I may help lead to Christ For I am no leader of men, I am but a servant A servant who uses his own life as an example To try and help others understand the true joys of salvation And how it’s never too late to live for the Lord For his love and compassion is greater than I can imagine When it comes to sin I have tasted them all All of them left me very bitter and empty, cold and alone Even though I’ll never understand why, the Lord forgave me Then he gave me a gift and set me free unto the world Never to be bound in the darkness of my own sin again If my gift helps save a thousand souls yet loses one I have failed to use it correctly; I will have lost my way So once again I ask of you dear Lord to come unto me Guide my words so I may not turn anyone away Let my words be a beacon of your love Keep them forever humble For the only thing I truly know Without you I am nothing