Christ's Love

CHRIST’S LOVE

Lord, love me or I die!

I can’t survive without Your love

In me; I know it’s there,

But sometimes in this world, I wonder

Where; oh where, oh where, oh where.

I turn my eyes upon

The outreaches of love, I feel

This world thrusts out at me;

If I instead give out Your love

Then surely; more of Your love I’d see.

I feel I can’t pour out and not take in,

And yet You did,

You gave, and got rejection in return;

Yet drew Your strength from God,

A necessary gift that I must learn.

You placed us here to live,

To strengthen, help, encourage;

And to show your love, one for another,

For when we do, we start to see,

That Christ can call us brother.

A loving touch, a gentle voice;

A hug that seeps and soaks

Your love, into a hurting soul.

It doesn’t take a mighty act,

To make a spirit whole.

'Drawn from your love, a spirit dies,

Becomes a lifeless thing;

Without the hope, You died to give,

There is no reason left on earth;

To cause Your child, to want to live.

Yet when we offer Your love out,

This very act can break the drought

Which starves this life away.

Oh, help us Lord, to give Your Love,

To others day by day.

And as we do,

We turn to You,

To draw our strength anew.

For only You can fill the gap

That’s made – -- for only You.

© 21/4/00