PASS ME NOT

I’ve blown it, dear Lord my life is a mess
I’ve done things all my way and I must confess
That nothing has gone right it’s all turned to sand
So, Lord take the wreckage I place in Your hand.

I come to You now and ask You to sear
My scarred heart with fire bring Your Spirit near
Take all that I am and what I could be
If I lived for You and stopped living for me.

    Pass me not, O gentle Savior. Hear my humble cry
    While on others You are calling, Do not pass me by.

You took all the wreckage and made my heart new
And I was so grateful to be livin’ for You
You gave me Your Spirit and filled me with fire
But as the years rolled by I lost my desire.

My life of faith faded my carnal life grew
And slowly, so slowly I drifted from You
O Lord, heal the pain and once more set me free
I want to surrender this wreckage to Thee.

    Pass me not, O gentle Savior. Hear my humble cry
    While on others You are calling, Do not pass me by.

And now I am old, Lord and ready to go
To the place You prepared for me so long ago
I fought the good fight, Lord I finished the race
And I am victorious because of Your grace

Yes, there were some bad times when I ran away
Like Jonah before me I failed to obey
But You never left me You prodded me on
Now, Lord I am ready my service is done.

    Savior, Savior, Hear my thankful cry
    While on others You were calling, You never passed me by!
        
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