"As the Lord Draws Near"
In the prime of my life I did not think about where I was going;
I had not the sense to be aware of what I was sowing.
Gradually the obscure became clear as our Lord drew near
The cloud of indecision faded from my sight
Away from my soul left the long dark night.
If you see through the glass rather darkly these days
And cannot make out even one of the sun's rays
The obscure can become clear as our Lord draws near
Open wide your heart and permit the Lord do His part
Upon your precious soul His Image He will impart.
© Mel Patterson, 3-9-08