Autographed By The Author
Composed like a Heavenly symphony
in which can be found no wrong,
That my Lord has forgiven me
fills my aching heart with song.
I’ve gladly turned over
that old tattered and torn page;
Jesus has erased all
of my pain, sorrow, and rage.
My once incomplete life is no longer
such a sorry, shameful mess;
He’s replaced my emptiness
with love, peace, and righteousness.
Your awesome Word is written
on my trembling soul.
Until that day
the final trumpet doth toll,
Your kingdom, O Lord,
is what I’m striving for,
Because now I’ve been –
Autographed by the Author.
The love for which Christ has died,
For believers, cannot be denied.
We can rejoice in being alive,
And count Christianity’s cost,
Because when the final trumpet sounds,
We won’t be at a loss!
March 9th, 1993
Song of Solomon 4:7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
2 Corinthians 3:2-3 Ye are our epistle written in our hearts, known and read of all men: Forasmuch as ye are manifestly declared to be the epistle of Christ ministered by us, written not with ink, but with the Spirit of the living God; not in tables of stone, but in fleshy tables of the heart.
Hebrews 8:10 For this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel after those days, saith the Lord; I will put my laws into their mind, and write them in their hearts: and I will be to them a God, and they shall be to me a people: