Could I through striving cleanse one sin, by diligence be pure within? Not so, for duty of the Law would find another guilty flaw;
a sin more awful than the first to bind me to the awful curse. For every sin I could amend, I'd find another there to tend, as Moses Law would like a bow, return an arrow to my soul.
Could I by self attainment gain an entrance with the saints who reign, or by my good works wash away the sin and guilt of yesterday? How blasphemous indeed the thought. No work of mine salvation wrought! My sin has separated me from God throughout eternity.
Is there a Man to bridge the gap? Whose mercies this poor soul could tap?
For I am helpless, hopeless, lost, lest He could save what ever the cost.
Is there a man who'd love me so, who'd make the Way for me to go, and shed abroad a beacon light, to plainly see the Path by night?
There is a Man, he lives Today! He didn't fail to make the Way. The Way to God, away from sin, He seeks the sinner's soul to win.
He always did His Father's will, and beckons to me "Peace be still."
Soul so tempest tossed and torn, Jesus Christ can calm the storm. Take His hand, he'll guide you where the streets are gold, and heaven fair.
He'll cleanse your heart, He'll save your soul, for He alone can make you whole. Through Jesus you can overcome the tempter's snare, the victory's won!
The work is done, salvation claim - believe! And call upon His Name.
Toni Babcock is a freelance Christian writer from South St. Paul. She enjoys writing short stories for children and young people, as well as memoirs, poetry and spiritual essays.