Lazarus begged, he pleaded, for the needs he had each day;
The rich man took no notice, he turned his face away.
His one and only object was to satisfy his greed,
His eyes were never focused on someone else's need.
He thought not of his future, his riches were his life;
Fine clothes, great food, his mansion, he'd never known strife.
Quite proud of his endeavors, proclaimed a self-made man;
He seemed to have one motto, "In life get all you can."
He often threw great parties and feasted on the best,
While Lazarus in his poverty felt lonely and depressed.
But money can't buy health and love - one day the rich man died.
All the things he'd treasured so, in death were set aside.
But preparations were not made for what his soul might face;
And when he realized his plight, he pleaded for God's grace.
But time on earth had been ignored and Godís directions spurned,
Hell will not set its souls at ease, these plans cannot be turned.
Then Lazarus died; he died alone, with dogs to bid farewell,
And angels gently brought his soul to where all saved men dwell.
Within the presence of the saints, to worship at Christ's feet;
His soul renewed, his spirit healed, his body made complete.
On earth he faced rejection, men treated him with scorn;
Discarded as an outcast, discouraged and forlorn.
But Christ had great compassion and took him from his grief,
After years of turmoil, his soul had found relief.
And now the rich man pleaded, the begging was reversed,
He longed for cool, clear water to quench his terrible thirst.
Isn't it ironic? We see our faults too late,
And then expect forgiveness; that God should clear our slate.
But there are limitations to how far God will go,
The message of salvation is there for all to know.
Time does not give extensions, it's best to act today,
Don't imitate the rich man who threw his soul away!
Accept God's gracious offer before your time is through,
He'll grant abundant blessings because He cares for you.
If it were not for the "BUT GOD" Scripture brings to light,
We would forever walk in fear, our day as dark as night.
But God is rich in love and grace, forgiving where we ere,
Compassion for His wayward child, to whom He shows great care.
If God were not to interfere, but leave us on our own,
We would forever search for peace and yet we'd stand alone.
We'd trust the world, its sinful ways; we'd give way to its pleasures;
We'd relish treats it has in store, rewards that we'd call treasures.
But God reveals that He's displeased, He sees we've gone astray;
There'll be some situations where we can't find our way.
God is very tolerant, He doesn't interfere;
Man makes his own decisions, but God is always near.
There is no place to run and hide, no mountain, valley or cave,
To God each place on earth is known, right to the smallest enclave.
Our sins, no matter how severe, how desperate our condition;
Repentant we can come to Him, with deep, sincere contrition.
God will forgive, renew our hearts, rejuvenate our pathway;
Heíll teach us how to walk with Him, beginning with each new day.
So thank the Lord for all "BUT GODs" by which He shows His power,
To those who read His Word, obey; thereís grace, each day, each hour.
I'm but an earthen vessel, my value is not great;
Iím feeble, easily broken; I'm in a sorry state.
Mishandled and mistreated; I'm crushed on every side,
And yet I'm not defeated though folks my use deride.
I don't rely on talents, for I have but a few;
Not I, but Jesus in me, my value can renew.
The world does not consider the ordinary man,
Theyíre unaware of value in God's eternal plan.
Its prominence; its honour; its accolades; its power,
Thatís given to the lowly in God's triumphant hour.
The hour of salvation renews the contrite heart,
The vessel, once deemed useless, is granted a new start.
Its contents now are holy, the Spirit lives within;
The cleansing power of Jesus has freed this soul of sin.
This vessel now bears honour; its use has been restored,
Reclaimed to be of service, yes, service for the Lord.