Our shame is bound for certain hell <br />Our flesh is bound to die <br />Unless we have what God would sell <br />And through His Lamb’s to buy <br /> <br />We need no silver jewel or gold <br />We’ve nothing God would prize <br />But with His Son what can’t be sold <br />He’ll set before our eyes <br /> <br />Treasures no man has heard before <br />Wonders that no one’s seen <br />Waiting beyond Salvation’s door <br />For Jesus’ loving queen <br /> <br />We can’t stay here and climb The Hill <br />We can’t live lives to sin <br />We need to learn our self to kill <br />Through Jesus’ love within <br /> <br />Each deed of love is like a rung <br />A step in Christ we build <br />Till each our songs is finally sung <br />And God’s love house is filled <br /> <br />Belonging to The Chosen Few <br />Walking in love God’s way <br />His will we find yet hard to do <br />Grows easier each day <br /> <br />Where selfish thoughts may lead astray <br />Where selfish words divide <br />We’ll find in love life’s wondrous way <br />We’ll find God’s wing to hide <br /> <br />That righteousness our hearts can fill <br />Setting our soul on fire <br />Turning us from our selfish will <br />Till love’s our prime desire<br /><br />Michael P. Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/till-love-s-our-prime-desire/
