Nothing But His Love
Like Peter and John, I have nothing,
I don’t even have silver or gold;
But indeed I offer you something
That’s worth more than treasures untold.
It’s the joy in my heart – I give it to you;
The hope stored within – I’ll share it with you.
I may not have much to give.
I tell you, friend, it’s true;
But what God’s Spirit has given me,
I freely give to you.
Look inside my heart – look deep within.
Look past those spots, once stained with sin.
Look at the river of living water,
Flowing so powerfully, yet gently, from His Spirit.
Listen to the beating rhythm of His love;
Sometimes it may seem faint –
But I pray, can you hear it?
November 7th, 1995
See Acts 3 for the Biblical story and some of the ideas behind this poem.
Acts 3:19 Repent ye therefore, and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out, when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord;
Acts 3:26 Unto you first God, having raised up his Son Jesus, sent him to bless you, in turning away every one of you from his iniquities.
John 7:37-39a In the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink. He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water. (But this spake he of the Spirit, which they that believe on him should receive…