Only Your Love

Your love is like no other

Nothing else satisfies

It flows through the deepest waters

It rests on mountains high

– “Only Your Love” by Kari Jobe

Your love, Lord, is eternal

It’s mystical, it’s faithful

When we are faithless

Our lives – a mess

This life – a test

Our lives – it’s best

We turn to you

The only True

Living God

Oh Lord

We’re nothing but dogs

Not worthy to sit at your table

Not worthy to be in your presence

For we are only but peasants

Pleading to be able to please the prince of peace

Living like priests but we’re nothing paupers.

But still you love us God

These lowly hearts of ours

That we give to others instead of to you

Over you we choose the idols and booze

Partying and lose-

Ing our selves in the carnal

Denying the Spiritual

But wait just a minute now.

You can run all you want

And no, God won’t hunt

You down

But he’s waiting…

How long will you run from the inevitable?

From His purpose for your life

That you now live in vain

Oh what a pain

That you think this is a game.

Oh please, don’t give me that excuse

That’s so over used

It’s not the right time

I’m to young to live for God

There’s nothing I can do for the Lord

Hmm… then I wonder why you were born?

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2 thoughts on “Only Your Love

    1. Oh definitely, but this was just bring across the point of how God loves us but we don’t really have much gratitude for Him and instead we want to live in the world and not in His Word. I’ve only recently started back writing since January so Ill be a but rusty. Thanks for the encouragement though.

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