I have an account in
heavenly bank,
And for this I only
have Jesus to thank:
For He paid the price
for an open account,
And now I can cash in
for any amount!
When I must
repeatedly choose to forgive
The one who destroyed
all the life that we live,
I go to God’s bank
where there’s riches untold –
Withdraw on Christ’s
love, that’s worth much more than gold!
And then a deposit I
place in His hand
Of every attempt from
the evil one’s band,
To sow seeds of
bitterness, anger or fear:
For I before Jesus
must have a path clear.
So often it seems
that I withdraw on grace,
But yet there is
always some more in its place;
The heavenly revenue
never depletes,
But needs great or
small it repeatedly meets!
And when there’s a
load that’s too heavy to bear,
I go to the teller at
windows of prayer;
Where Christ the Lord
gives me a full cash advance
Of strength that’s sufficient my load to enhance.
He takes a deposit of
pain so untold
By grace turns it all
into nuggets of gold;
No pain’s ever wasted
when placed in His hand:
For He makes
investments to use as He’s planned.
Of all that I have Lord, I give You control,
And ask that You work for the best of my soul;
Invest in my life, Lord, as You best can see,
And fit me for life in Your eternity!
-Keturah
