Where’s the gift I’ve given you

Have you got it wrapped away

Lying dormant, growing cold

Waiting for the heat of day

To open it upon a world

Crying out for what you’ve got

Special gift of love from Me

You I’ve trusted, have I not

To walk where Jesus loved to tread

Among the ones that you avoid

You turn your head when you see need

Does it make you feel annoyed

To hear the endless cries for help

You close your ears and walk ahead

But just like Matthew 25

I will judge your pride instead.


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