As I sat in that church . . .Listening
To every word, the Preacher said
His words, seemed to strike on things
Bringing many thoughts, into my head
The Preacher's sermon, wasn't so unusual
It was the way, that it was presented
With meaning, that reached inside my soul
It was then. . . That I repented
I am so thankful that "God" led me there
Where this Preacher related the "Word"
For, if I hadn't attended that day
Perhaps, I might never had heard
It was the "Good news" of the Gospel
And the cleansing, it brought my way
When I accepted "Salvation" so freely
Inviting Jesus, into my heart . . . To stay
Yes, I had read the Bible, at times
And, I prayed . . .here and there
But I never really knew, my Saviour
Of His mercy and grace, I was not aware
My prayers were always . . . So repititous
Words, I learned so long ago
I supposed I considered myself religious
Yet, there was much that I didn't know
I didn't know, He would live within
If, I would call on His precious name
Placing in the "Sea of Forgiveness" my sin
I'd begin a new life, and never be the same
I'll never forget my "Day of Redemption"
It holds a special place in my heart.
That time of renewal, and giving praise
To Jesus . . . For or a brand new start !
