It could be said:why aren\'t you devoting your life?
Come back home..avoid the strive!
People I love
No one doubts
But who should I listen to?
When I hear; get out.
Backslidin\'; who dares to say?
I keep my peace and go his way...
He takes me to places that few people go;
Lightens my load; deals with the foe;
Keeps me from heat, and stormy wind...
He is my Saviour, He is my King.
And:
He is Lord:
This I know.
His yoke is easy;
His burden light;
Praise the Lord!
No need to fight.
I did fear death
I died once or twice
But that was in my previous life.
Since that time I\'ve had a few scraps;
Choking on Bok Choy was my last escape.
I didn\'t want to die but it wasn\'t a shame:
A peace came over me...then out it came!
Confirmed once again that I am in his hands.
Nothing can be taken away, if I stick with the plan.
The fear of death makes love impure;
When we rest in Him we find the cure.