Aren't You Glad?

…we have no more power over our own lives
Than we do in choosing the shade of the skies
Nor can we erase from salvation’s plan
The power of redemption for any man
Though we are masters of greed and spoil
Slaves to the curse of sweat and toil
We cannot touch the perfect sky
As we behold with awe-struck eye
His glory; but a tiny glimpse
Of what a-waits beyond earth’s brink
And aren’t you glad we cannot mar
The canvas graced by moon and star?
And there is none too lost or low
To be washed clean in Calvary’s flow
And that the the Keeper of our souls
Is in perfect, complete control
Aren't you glad?

Janet~