If You Only Knew My Jesus

I have a proposition for someone you should meet. His love is complete; where you fail, he will sustain; when you lie, his word proves that he cannot lie for it is impossible to do so. Maybe you have tried everything else, maybe you have tried to make your own way to heaven, but if you only knew my Jesus...
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If You Only Knew My Jesus

If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see that He is real, when
He brings you joy that comes from prayer
that He’s given to His children.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’re life would be victorious.
Those sins that you’ve lived so long in
can flee by His name-glorious.
If you only knew my Jesus,
this one thing’d be true:
Temptations will still come along,
but He’d guide you right on through.
If you only knew my Jesus,
some things might be the same.
But by Christ’s power, I pray that those
be the things that bless His name.
If you only knew my Jesus,
the sweet times would be fun;
times spent in devotion
with the all-knowing Three-in-One.
If you only knew my Jesus,
obedience would be vital.
For talking to Him and listening close
will honor Him, and make your heart full.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see why I tell you,
and hide not in a bushel
what the Lord’s blessed me to do.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d know why I smile.
‘Cause since I’ve known my risen Lord
this world’s gone out of style.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d see the curse of sin
has been taken all away,
and has been placed on Him.
If you only knew my Jesus,
this smile could be yours.
For you would have the peace to know
you’ll be walking Heaven’s shores.
If you only knew my Jesus,
I’ll keep on telling you
the joy, and peace, and power to know
that God’s Spirit’s inside you.
If you only knew my Jesus,
you’d find His comfort sweet.
For salvation comes to those who trust
In His work-it’s done-complete.

Come to Jesus

This poem is the cry of my heart to those who have heard the truth, but they still won't turn to Jesus. It could be that we haven't taken the time to pray in earnest for this lost and dying world. We certainly don't preach to them as though we have the understanding that they are making a grave mistake. Oh that we would realize the truth of hell, and the reality of heaven. May this poem be a reminder to all that "no man liveth to himself," and that we are to live with eternity in mind; not just ours, but all those who still need proof that it is worth trusting Jesus.
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Come to Jesus

When standing off on a shore of doubt,
we often find cares taking hold.
In struggles, we take the oft followed path
where sorrow leaves us feeling cold.
We trust in ourselves,
we don’t stop to rest,
we forsake the One who’s on high.
And in our distress, He calls out with love,
and still we heed not His cry.
Hastening on in the cares of this life,
we wonder why things look so bleak,
while the God of on high is calling with love;
if we’d listen, we could hear Him speak.
Numberless blessings are waiting inside
a heart that is broken and contrite,
yet we’d stay on our course of destruction and death
‘stead of turning to Jesus from spite.
Unless you see that the cliff is ahead,
you’ll fall in the crevasse below,
but look there are signs, there are people there standing
to tell you the safe way to go.
They’re begging, “please listen to God’s tender call.
He’s bidding you come take his hand.
Don’t trust in your way; it will lead you to death,
but this way is God’s promised land.”
Your choice is to follow your foolish intents,
to take the road you’ve been before.
Don’t stretch off that way though, you’ll see that it is
just waiting at Death’s lieing door.
But God in His mercy has called you along,
though you’ve rejected His pleading.
Consider forgiveness and trust now in Him;
He’s faithful, so just trust His leading.