I Thought upon the Subject Long and Hard

I thought upon the subject long and hard,
Until the truth impaled me like a shard,
That had no human walked upon this earth
But me — God would have thought me fully worth
The cross of Christ, so high was his regard
For man! But many experience spiritual birth!

Believe, obey, and faithfully persevere
Until the glorious Lord from heaven appear;
To save a soul God reaches high and low,
To do his reaching, he bids his people go.
For one he’d die, to him each life is dear;
He wants them all — ’tis mine to let them know.

JRMatheny © 2015