by Jay O'Toole
We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
To be a sinner t'ward my good
is hellish fear, and lasting dread.
To live my life by ev'ry "should"
won't help me now, nor when I'm dead,
But when I look t'ward Jesus' cross,
now empty, Sin's eraser tool,
He bore my debt, transformed my loss,
endured my Justice, died so cruel.
Then past the Sabbath up He rose,
since Death could ne'ermore hold its prey.
The Saving Lord by Father chose
to give my damned soul sweet, new Day.
This Jesus Christ the Father's Dove
is loved beyond all words to speak.
So clothed in Christ, the Father's Love
is for me. "Roam no more, nor seek."
"Accepted in the Beloved," Christ,
I live no more to self and shame.
The Blessed One paid my full price,
I need not e'ermore feel the blame.
"Accepted in the Beloved's" all
I need now see, this Banner fly.
For He's beloved, the Father calls
me, "Be in Christ, to me you're nigh."
"In Christ" is all my hope and stay.
"In Christ" I'm loved forever and now.
"In Christ" I rest as blest and Yay.
"In Christ" forever thankful bow.
by Jay O’Toole
on December 30th, 2022