Follow Jesus

I, the least deserving
of blessings from above,
enamoured with a grandiose gift
wrapped in the Lord's great love.

By the hand of Jesus Christ
who healed and saved my life,
I became a messenger
who loves to share his life.

Thank God I'm not the only one,
and neither not the first,
but one of many desert men
who's had an awful thirst!

Living water from the Lord,
is the Father's gift of grace
giving his beloved Son,
and the Holy Spirit's face.

Thank you, Jesus, once again,
Mighty Son of God;
you gave your life in saving mine:
can we return such love divine?

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