You see what kind of love,
The Father has given;
Flowing down from above,
From His throne in Heaven.
His child you are called,
But the world does not know;
Since sin has made them flawed,
On the path that they go.
Children what we will be,
But yet has not appeared;
The Savior that we see,
As honored and revered.
For we will be like Him,
In the hope to be pure;
Having spiritual vim,
With salvation to cure.
A practice of sinning,
Practices lawlessness;
Can never be winning,
To feel His blessedness.
You know that He appeared,
For taking away sins;
And when you have adhered,
When salvation begins.
Nobody who abides,
Can never keep sinning;
Because the Lord presides,
To make you keep winning.
Let nobody deceive,
Practicing righteousness;
With faith you will believe,
And will be flawlessness.
Who practices sinning,
Belongs to the devil;
Without disciplining,
Only performs evil.
Nobody born of God,
Makes a practice of sin;
And will never be flawed,
Purified what had been.
To practice righteousness,
To care for each other;
God shows His graciousness,
By loving His brother.
Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer
