In this
life we all strive,
For our
moment, in the sun.
We take
great joy
In
momentarily, being number one!
I would
gladly trade them all
For one
moment with The Son.
I would
gladly return all my days,
Of being
number one!
I would
return my rewards, my achievements
My
accolades, of this earth.
To stand
one moment,
With The
First of First.
In His
presence
Where no
evil can stand!
I would
gladly bow my knees,
As He took
my hand!
How could
I stand knowing,
He paid
for my sin,
with
His own Blood.
And
endured my punishment,
Upon that
cross of wood?
If I had
but that one moment,
Would I
ever be the same?
As I
looked upon Him,
Who took
my shame?
Him, Who
endured suffering,
Beyond the
measure of man.
That we
should never suffer like that,
If
we took His hand.
When I
returned,
Would I be
as I was before?
Or would,
just
one moment with The Son,
Leave
me longing for more?
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