It’s My Desire

“It’s my desire, to live for Jesus,
It’s my desire, to live for Him;
Though often failed Him,
And caused Him shame.
It’s my desire, to live for Him.

If you could see, where Jesus
brought me from to where I am today,
And you would know the reason
why I love Him so
(Well) You can take, take this world,
it’s wealth and riches
I don’t need earth’s fame.
It’s my desire, to live for Him.

Well it’s my desire, to help some one today.
Someone who may have failed,
Failed to see the way.
Oh! Coz’one day I was so lost,
Oh! But I found my way to God
(Oh! Thank you Lord)
And It’s my desire, to live for Him.”

I believe ^©Joseph Larson wrote this song — but perhaps a few of these words may not be exactly right. It’s what I remember.

I was sitting here thinking of this song all of a sudden and the tears just began to flow.

If you only knew where Jesus brought me from.

I have so much to be grateful for. By all rights, I should have been dead a long time ago.

Through abuse as a child, disdain by jealous and envious people, through war, the murder of my youngest brother, divorce, not seeing my only child for many years, alcohol and drug abuse, many automobile accidents, brain injury, self-abuse, memory loss, Hepatitis C treatment that almost killed me and a heart broken many times over, from being homeless and an outcast.

Oh, if I had only known He was there all the time, if I could have just remembered that.

And oh God, what about all the things He protected and saved me from that I didn’t even know about, saving me from disaster when I didn’t know what I was doing or remember where I was supposed to be.

And yet today, I know He never left me.

If He had, I would never have survived; I couldn’t speak or sing or play, I would not have lived.

At times it seemed He had forsaken me. Oh, He came to me many times, so many times when I was in trouble.

He came when I was broken and lost, confused and helpless. I just couldn’t tell anyone, they would not have believed it anyway.

I thought He didn’t love me, but He did. He always loved me, I just couldn’t remember. I’ve got a long way to go.

But it’s not as far as it has been.

The King and I

Why he should care for me will always be a mystery.
He holds the whole world in his hands, but what am I,
And so my heart somehow can’t help but wonder,
Why we’re together, the King and I.

The Eyes of Jesus

Sometimes it seems God’s a million miles away,
Too busy for a creature such as I,
But then I think how He sees each sparrow fall,
I call on Him and find that He is nigh.

It’s my desire to live for Him and to help someone.

He didn’t find me, He always knew where I was.

First published: January 30, 2010.

~ Robert Blackburn

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Robert Blackburn

 

 

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