A Poem

I was born naive of You
But me You already knew
Even before I was in my mother's womb.
Why would You decree a call
To this lamb whom You apalled
That would rescue me from a much-deserved doom?
Should I presume the need to know
Why You'd rescue me from my woe?
When I think of who I am I weep
For I know of the fruit I should reap.
Instead you rescued me from Your holy wrath.
Now when I think on my rightful due
I no longer see me I see You.
Thank You, Lord, for straightening my errant path!
Now I pray to You for You're more than able
To make me worthy to sit at Your table.
As I walk this road before me
It's You waiting at the end I see.
Oh, how I want to run into Your embrace!
But this road cannot be passed by,
for it's needed to sanctify
And I know it is You, Lord, who sets the pace.
How much longer, I'm oft tempted to ask,
How much longer 'til the end of this task?
Soon I'll be at the wedding feast
And all suff'ring will long have ceased.
Oh, Lord, I anxiously await that great day!
I'll dine with You & You with me,
Together eternal we will be.
Please, Lord, do not tarry, this I humbly pray.
Yet, Lord, it is Your will I pray be done,
For I know still more souls need to be won.
To God be the glory! Amen.