The Love of the Father

The Love of the Father
Think of how much the Father's love,
That is sent from Heaven above;
Calling us a daughter or son,
And some day with Him be as one.

Loving each of us insofar,
As His children just as we are;
Drawing closer as we know more,
The reason what Christ had died for.

But of some who do not know Christ,
And just why He was sacrificed;
They still have yet the need to learn,
The reason why Christ will return.

How can they be children of God,
When not giving honor and laud;
Having no hope after they die,
Rotting in sin from whence they lie.

We all do sin and break God's law,
Since we all have that little flaw;
The difference is who believe,
Are sure in seeing their reprieve.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2008 Richard Newton Sherrer

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