Will I be worthy
in that day
when the clouds part
shining redemptive rays?
Will I be worthy
before the Son
rising with the saints
together as one?
Will I be worthy
to gain a crown,
with robes of righteousness
as my dressing gown?
Will I be worthy
to bask in that glory
when the books are opened
exposing my story?
Will I be worthy
to hear, “Well done;”
to enter for eternity
where’s there’s no need for sun?
Will I be worthy?
The answer is, “No,”
if on my own accord
I try to go.
My own works
can’t mark me as good,
but if on Christ’s sacrifice
I have stood;
my unworthy, sinful, scarlet state
counts me as worthy, by His grace.
“But ye are washed, but ye are sanctified, but ye are justified in the name of the Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God.” 1 Corinthians 6:11
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Because of His grace, we are! Read this poem and be encouraged.
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This is my pray I Lord I want to be ready when you come for me. Help me do your will.
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Amen! Me, too!
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