How many there are who rest at ease,
Believing grace requires no pleas.
“Jesus paid it all,” they softly say,
While turning their hearts the other way.

But grace is not a passive song,
A debt erased, then we move along.
It calls us forth, with hands outstretched,
To heal the wounds the world has etched.

For Christ, who bore the cross of shame,
Did not endure for hollow acclaim.
He paid it all, yes, this is true,
But left a charge for me and you.

To walk His path, to share His light,
To bring the lost from dark to bright.
To lift the broken, seek the stray,
And show God’s love in every way.

So let us not forget the cost,
Or why He came to save the lost.
The call is clear, His footsteps lead,
A life of love is what we need.

Created by
MarkWaldrop