An Awareness of Grace

There has been within my heart,

A precious treasure given.

My Father has to me imparted,

A higher realm of living.

He knows no bounds, He asks no man,

To see if they agree.

He simply gives because He loves (John. 3:16 )

And that’s what He’s done for me !

I cannot tell to every ear,

Concerning my treasure sweet;

For swine would turn to rend me

Trampling it under their feet. (Mt. 7:6 )

I don’t know all about this gift,

For He alone knows all.

But I do know it’s mine from Him,

And from my heart can’t fall.

My dear gift, I’ll share with you

All He will allow.

His thoughts, His Word and His love

While I respectfully bow -

To His Sovereign Majesty

And to His Sovereign will.

I’ll guard you, guide you and protect

That the wolf may never kill. (John. 10:12 )

Why, my Father, is it me

You’ve chosen to impart

This strong desire of faithfulness

Deep within my heart?

All your ways and all your thoughts

Are passed finding out.

But I shall still ponder this gift

Until my breath goes out.

To think of You, Father is to think of my gift

To pray is to pray for the same;

To love You is to love it too,

O bless Your holy name !

Pastor Gene Breed

May 29, 1977