Jesus and Java
I sit on my porch drinking coffee
Never failing to find you there
Always talking of needs and wants
Sometimes selfishly…… I dare
Not consider this burden you haul
A pure sacrifice of adoring love
To a wicked generations of me
Whom have been gifted a heaven above
The amazing Grace all around us
And we’re marching like hypnotized clones
While you forgive wretches like me
Still were casting our hypocrite stones
Ever conflicted I hear your voice
Warm as honey in my soul
Promising me truth in your freedom
To make this rancid heart whole
Someday I’ll breathe my last tomorrow
With hopes My Savior will appear
To take my hand and lead me home
Whispering his solace in my ear
For not a dreary day has come
That you haven’t led my way
From my darkness to your light
Eternally .. grateful.. I patiently pray
