Christ's Plan for Me
When I stand at the judgment seat of Christ And He shows me His plan for me, The plan of my life as it might have been Had He had His way, and I see
How I blocked Him here and I checked Him there And I would not yield my will, Will there be grief in my Saviour's eyes, Grief though He loves me still?
He would have me rich and I stand there poor, Stripped of all but His grace, While memory runs like a hunted thing Down the paths I cannot retrace.
Then my desolate heart will well nigh break With the tears that I cannot shed. I shall cover my face with empty hands; I shall bow my uncrowned head.
Lord of the years that are left to me I give them to Thy hand Take me Break me Mold me To the pattern Thou hast planned.
Martha Snell Nicholson
[此贴子已经被作者于2006-3-26 23:11:30编辑过]
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