Without His Redemption

Arms outstretched, to welcome all Reborn

Without His Redemption
By Arley Steinhour 051215

I don't worry about the Weather,
I fear the Loss of Souls,
Redemption, much like God's Heather,
Salvation completes all goals.

We muddle through this mortal life,
With Satan whispering in our ear,
But with Jesus, hearts fear no strife,
As we know, He's always near.

Look up, look down,
You'll see Him there,
With Pure White Gown,
To prove His Care.

When we accept His 'Purchase Price,'
Paid on the cross, sold, and roll of dice,
Salvation is Free, with Repentance slice,
Becomes quite solid, as finely trimmed gneiss.

To Unrepentant, take note, and heed,
Jesus, the Christ, offers all you'll need,
The only One, that lets you see God's Throne,
Without His Redemption, you stand all alone.

AMEN