Poem#78 Press Into Jesus
Mark 14, John 17
People can’t see the value placed around their neck with pearls
Not counting the price in dollars, but counting the blood & sweat
Not to mention the time it took finding clams to find pearls to clean
When it comes to the most important things in life we’re still sleeping
Placing more value on paper with “ In God We Trust” written then hearts
What God does while we’re sleeping Pressing into Our Heart to Clean Me
Women get engaged with the value placed on the Finger a Diamond
Not counting the price in dollars, but the effort it took working it rough
The Blood, sweat & tears cleaning it until perfect to wear on a finger
When Jesus found us walking dead in Sin seeing us fall into our Worst
The deepest hole we had to find until we got it into our stubborn heads
Still Jesus pressed into us until giving up His Will to the Father as we slept
The Value God placed on us, People have no clue as we treasure
The Creation that threw up pearls, dug into the filth to find Diamonds
We’re placing more value in rocks then we do ourselves
While we lay in the Garden with the rest of Disciples sound asleep
Jesus presses His Prayers into cleaning our Hearts Once & for All
Like He did for the first Adam, just not for a rib this time with Blood
Jesus took all the filthy Sin including the rags we thought were clean
His Will be done on the Cross to be Seperated so we wouldn’t no more
Pressing onto us until we’re Pressing into Jesus for His righteousness
Unfortunately few people will know how valued they are to Jesus
Only the Humbled Sinner will know how deep Jesus dug us out
We’re no where close to perfect, still we’re in the Father’s Hands
Mark 14, John 17
People can’t see the value placed around their neck with pearls
Not counting the price in dollars, but counting the blood & sweat
Not to mention the time it took finding clams to find pearls to clean
When it comes to the most important things in life we’re still sleeping
Placing more value on paper with “ In God We Trust” written then hearts
What God does while we’re sleeping Pressing into Our Heart to Clean Me
Women get engaged with the value placed on the Finger a Diamond
Not counting the price in dollars, but the effort it took working it rough
The Blood, sweat & tears cleaning it until perfect to wear on a finger
When Jesus found us walking dead in Sin seeing us fall into our Worst
The deepest hole we had to find until we got it into our stubborn heads
Still Jesus pressed into us until giving up His Will to the Father as we slept
The Value God placed on us, People have no clue as we treasure
The Creation that threw up pearls, dug into the filth to find Diamonds
We’re placing more value in rocks then we do ourselves
While we lay in the Garden with the rest of Disciples sound asleep
Jesus presses His Prayers into cleaning our Hearts Once & for All
Like He did for the first Adam, just not for a rib this time with Blood
Jesus took all the filthy Sin including the rags we thought were clean
His Will be done on the Cross to be Seperated so we wouldn’t no more
Pressing onto us until we’re Pressing into Jesus for His righteousness
Unfortunately few people will know how valued they are to Jesus
Only the Humbled Sinner will know how deep Jesus dug us out
We’re no where close to perfect, still we’re in the Father’s Hands