Lord, the world is full of turmoil,
The world is full of hate.
The clock ticks toward your coming.
The hour is getting late.
While many do not know you,
They live with hurt and shame,
Others refuse your perfect sacrifice,
Refuse to call on you name.
We all need to fill our cup,
To full and over flowing.
For you could come for believers,
Anytime, others left not knowing.
When will we see,
That hate is not your will.
Hating sin is one thing,
Love is what should fill.
Joy and peace and love,
Are within us if we truly believe in you.
Focus on Jesus,
His love delivers you.
Rebecca Jones
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