I see people everywhere,

Hustling here, bustling there.

Oh, my gosh, I’ve got to run,

Go somewhere to find some fun

Cover up what’s in my heart-

Empty, lonely, torn apart.

Oh, no. Oh no, dont let me feel,

I might see me- the truth, the real.

No more games, no more mask,

And then I would be forced to ask:

Who am I? Who is He?

What does he really want of me?


Oh, my child, hear my heart.

Slow down, stop and come apart.

Read my word; listen, too.

Trust in me, for I love you.

This is life.  This is real.

Not a love that you just feel.

But I am always here with you.

In the great times, in the blue,

When you’re good, when you’re bad.

I am Abba–Loving Dad.

It’s not about the things you do,

But the fact is: I love you.

Grace so undeserved and free

Shown in Jesus on the tree.

He died to take your sins away-

No more guilt, no debt to pay

Come my child, this is the way

Of Love and Life.  Come now today.

-Pilgrim 41144

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