I was but a wrethced man

I was but a wretched man
A dirty sinner from which I had no dignity
There was no hope for which to go
I had no home nor place to stand
Not seeing Your true divinity
I walked about, astray and lost

But You came and picked me up
You made me pure
And said to me
“My son you will be cured”

I look upon Your faithful face
With which You won’t forsake
I gaze across mine stormy past
And praiseth Ye that saved
This wretched mind and body be
That once was oh so sick

I think upon Thine Holy Name
From which You washed me pure
When pondered on, Your sacrifice
I know it is secure

The evil gone, the devil done
The vice it is no more
Not shaken by the trials come
My strength is in the Lord

My savior He has come to me
In spirit and in mind
No wicked thing I will fear
For my God He is Divine

The path my God has laid for me
I will travel on
The price of sin He paid for me
I go freely on

Surrendered, I am here for You
On the potters wheel
Mold me to be as planted in Your word
And be as strong as steal

My Jesus I will thank You Lord
As well as I can say
I tremble here before Your sword
I thank You for the day
That on, all my sins You bore
And took them all away
I revel in Your mighty love and now I truly say
I love You Lord, I love You Lord
Oh Lord have Your way!
Amen

The Spring Storm

Standing looking unto the sky
I see the sun disappear
I hear the first roll of thunder
The roll; that roll that makes you ponder
The cool, fresh breeze sweeps across the land
And the smell of the damp rain rushes under my nose

Oh the joy that becometh me there
The happiness that I may have
Knowing that this storm is given by the God Almighty

Then as if I had been looking to the sky for hours
And not even known it
A sharp crack pierces the stillness of sound
A drop falls upon my cheek
Seeming to continue to stream down my face forever
And in a flash
Nearly faster than the crack of lightning
Countless raindrops come crashing onto the earth

At this moment, I look around
And hear the constant pounding of the giant drops of water
And I run
Yes I run
As fast as I can
And it makes my soul glad!
I sing
(Yes I sing in the rain)
And dance before the Lord!
And as the thunder pounds around me
I thank God for this lovely spring weather.

(this one is not very polished yet, sorry)