To be more like Jesus
I'll strive for everyday
To lay sin down and die to self
As He shows me the way.

I'll reach out to those I meet
Along this narrow road
With random acts of kindness
To share their heavy load.

I'll go into the wilderness
And highways far and near
Confidence will walk with me
And peace instead of fear.

I'll love my friends, and enemies too
And I'll turn the other cheek
I'll give the Glory all to God
And strive to be humble and meek.

There's much that I still have to do
And things that I must learn
The Grace of God He freely gives
A gift I cannot earn.

The mercy that He sends to me
Comes from God above
A package that I opened
And found it filled with love.

by Patrice A. Vicory©