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| MY RENEWAL |
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| If you're professing, without confessing, Brothers and Sisters, you're missing the blessing. If you're gonna claim Him and then shame Him, You need to change your garments of sin. |
| Hypocrites, they're all around us, missing the mark Church on Sunday, bars on Monday, and there you are. Being misled, by Brother Dead, and Sister Influence, Headed down the wrong road, without your assurance. |
| Visit the sick, get out quick, got to catch the game, Never mind it could be you lying there in pain. What would you do if you really got into a jam. Do you think your prayers would go to.....THE GREAT I AM? |
| I tend to make this little rhyme considering the facts, Because I can remember when I was guilty of that. So glad that one day before my life would end, That someone genuine crossed my path and became my friend. |
| They witnessed the truth through annointed voice, With melodies written by heart, not by choice. The song told of a condition called remission, And that's why Christ died, the message brought conviction. |
| But I relented to make a move, went home still unsettled And there was Brother Dead and Sister Influence, waiting to meddle. Pushed along by the old man himself, scared of losing me Of course, I didn't wait long, just had to be sure you see. |
| Finally at last I knew I couldn't go any more, Without repenting and casting that garment to the floor. The cloak of sin had weighed me down for much too long. The time had come in my life to change my song. |
| Revival started and I hesitated, what will I have to miss, The vices that had control of me, can I give up this? Not realizing at that moment, that I had already given control, To the ONE who created me, waiting for me to join the fold. |
| When the time came to gather next, I was there with bated breath, Wanting the service to come to an end, before I met my death. At last they sang "I SURRENDER ALL AND ALL TO HIM I GIVE" And to that altar, I arrived and really began to live ! ! ! |
| Written by Shirley Barr June 15, 2004 All Rights Reserved |
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| I am so proud to say, that October 5, 2004 I will celebrate four wonderful years with the Lord ! ! |
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| 1 John 3: 1 -2 Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not. Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is. |
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| Psalm 51: 10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. |
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