A Slave of the Savior

I'm a slave of the Father,
Set free by His blood.

I am bound to His service,

Washed clean in the flood.

What hope for me blossoms!

What love for me flows!

I pray that my joys in

His great service shows!

There's hope for the future

And joy in the past,

Because in the present

I'm bound to Him fast.
His yoke is not heavy;

His burden is light.

And under His cross

I soon will take flight!

Purpose

I am where I am for a reason,

Not merely by chance.
I am who I am for a purpose,
Not by happenstance

I am where I am for a reason,
Christ's Kingdom to enhance.
I am who I am for a purpose
A grain of hope to plant.

What I Cannot Lose!

When wasted for Christ and emptied of self
No greater joy could be known!
For what glory is there in wordly wealth?
When all that I have Christ bestows!


"A man is no fool who gives what he cannot keep, to gain what he cannot lose."

-Jim Eliot