O Father you’re lifting me out of myself

and fixing my eyes on you,

Grounded firm and deep in your precious love

and teaching me the things to do.

The harvest is ripe but the labourers are few

you said one day in your word,

Tell precious souls the gospel of Jesus

for there’s many who still haven’t heard.

It’s not your will that any should perish

but that all should come to repentance,

but there’s many who’ll reject you and not believe

they’ll choose the dark instead of your presence.

Those who believe and repent

will ask Jesus into their heart,

They will be truly born again

and a new life for them will start.

I wouldn’t want to swap my life with Jesus

for anything else on this earth,

He is such a wonderful Saviour

there’s nothing compares to his worth.

No jewels or houses or land

There’s just nothing compares with Him,

He gave His life for us

and bore all of our great sin.

He rescued us out of the darkness

and brought us into the light,

He gave us his Holy Spirit

to teach us in this life.

Jesus laid down his very life

the gift of salvation so free,

There’s nothing we can do to earn it

all we have to do is receive.

O Father how much you love us

you poured out your love in your Son,

you sent him from glory to earth

that your perfect will would be done.

You’ve given us a promise of a heav’nly home

Something you said you would do,

when on this earth our life ends

you will bring us to glory with you.

So thank you Father for your love

and for the promises you’ve given us,

for giving us faith and to walk with you

and having one in whom we can trust.

For our lives belong to you Lord

you are so faithful and true,

Your ways are not our ways, I know,

but you will see us through.

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2 Peter 3:9

The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is long suffering to usward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.