Nail Scarred Hand
A nail scarred hand, begins to knock at my door
The voice I hear, I think I’ve heard it before.
He’s offering life, and to take away all my sins
if I’ll just open the door, and invite him in.
Another voice I hear, in the back of my mind
says run far away, no one could be so kind.
I have all you need, in this world of mine
all the pleasures of life, nothing else is so fine.
It’s a foolish thing, I’ve done it before
do I slip out the back, and leave Him outside the door.
But is my life that exciting, an endless joy ride
if it is what’s this pain, and empty feeling inside?
A nail scarred hand, again knocks at my door
tender voice I hear, I know I’ve heard it before
As I invite Him in, to the ugly mess inside
His love only sees
His Eternal Bride
Ralph Leavers 96