We all carry our load of skeletons,
Each is a horror in itís own right,
But consistently taking them all to Jesus,
He alone can make our burdens light.
As our heartís cry seeks only Jesus,
The power, the grace sufficiently can
Erase the sins of compassion
Erase all our sins within.
Diligently seeking the way of Jesus,
No problems, trials will be too hard to bear,
For in His purging, Heís constantly changing,
Our flesh to grown, with His care.
To be grafted in the Vine of Jesus,
As dross, the old flesh (man) must flee,
As we diligently comply, give our all to Jesus,
Our hearts will truly know peace.
Though we have trials and temptations,
Though satan says we are all wrong,
Daily bearing our cross, we look only to Jesus,
Our faith in His hands, He shows us how to belong.
ďGod searches HeartsĒ, is His promise,
The flesh will one day disappear,
The robe of righteousness weíll be awaiting
Awaiting that reunion ion so sincere.
Carrying the cross daily for Jesus,
The purging is nothing to be compared
For the joys we one day be a reality
Jesus helped us through deathís door with His loving care.
That we are truly grafted in the Vine, Jesus,
The dirt wonít be a care,
Our souls will soar to Heaven
To be with our Savior forever there.
To sing His praises in Glory,
Such visions so precious to declare,
For our hope is truly in Jesus,
Death has no dominion when Jesus is there.
by Sharon Whitworth. copywrite prohibited 2007