For some reason this song was just 'there' when I woke, like a morning prayer...
...then a quote I read by Charles Spurgeon; "My dear friend, I am a poor sinner still
and have to look to Christ every day as I did at the very first."
...inspired this post.
Every day the way we walk is riddled with pitfall and
snare
We are prey to he who stalks and lures thought’s ever-ready stare
Then when thought has sought redemption, hands and feet
respond, well-groomed
Through the minefields of temptation, where without Christ
we are doomed
Every day the life we live will take us through new highs
and lows
So much touch and taste to tease us and to keep us on our
toes
The ‘evidence of things hoped for’ may seem like a fairy-tale
Yet Faith is our only lifeline to the Hand that will not fail
Every day is like a buffet groaning ‘neath the weight of
grace
Wooing from a wake of takers, help for hungry human race
Love, so rich in mercy offers (even scoffers) tender care
Where we all have equal access to the steppingstones of
prayer
Every day is like a foothold drawing us to Time’s demise
We brought nothing to this world and it all stays when
body dies
Pray the Lord we lay up treasure better than earth’s heap
of Stuff
Lest life’s leap of pain and pleasure in the end is not
enough
© Janet Martin
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