BY FLYING JOHN
A child was I, in days gone by, when fear would tread my way.
I'd make my deals with God back then, that's how I learned to pray.
A deal, I made in battle once, as friends were dying near.
Then hundreds of other deals I made, I was always so sincere.
They were really very simple deals, and always read the same.
"Just save me, God, this one last time, and my sinful ways I'll tame."
God of course, would save me then, that was his half of my deal.
But quickly I'd forget the bargain I struck, once fear had left the field.
He never failed me once you know, in my panic as I wept.
He always came and saved this child, whose bargains were not kept.
So in shame I finally asked him, "Why save someone such as I.
A fool who never pays his debts, whose promises turn out lies?"
His answer opened up my eyes, when he whispered to my heart.
"I save you out of love my child, not for those bargains you impart."
Since then, I try to repay those debts, though God makes no demand.
I do it out of love you see, for now I understand.
So now I pray when there is no fear, it's a simple thing I do.
I just say "Hi, Good Morning, God, and know I love you too."