Too many times people (myself included) just debate with Scripture, especially on these following truths. I know I often have just sought to defend them and spent too little time glorifying God in them and for them. The further I’ve gone in my walk with the Lord, the more comfort I’ve found in the fact that it is not by my will that I am saved. It is not a point of debate, but of praise. (Romans 9:16 and John 1:13 with Romans 11:33) The following poem was directly inspired (not in the II Timothy 3:16 kind of way!) by reflecting on those referenced passages.
My heart was stone
It had not beat
With Your throne
I thought I’d compete
Dead in sin
No eyes at all
Dead in sin
Blind to the Fall
Like dry bones
Dormant in a grave
Needing Your breath to be saved
If my will be truly free
Lost I’d remain in depravity
Does a new heart come from within?
What good can overcome my sin?
Left to my will
It is Hell I’d choose
Left to my will
My soul I’d surely loose
Left to myself
An enemy of God I’d be
Left to myself
Always the stain of Adam’s seed
If not by You,
I’d never choose
If not by grace
I’d not seek Your face
For You call the dead out of the tomb
For You elected before You placed in the womb
None seek justice
None does good
It must be mercy
Purchased on wood
