I haven't thought
I haven't thought about it much until now,
but there is one thing I cannot live without.
One might guess, "Food! Water! Sleep!"
Assuming survival only lasts with essential needs.
There is one thing I'll always need.
Not entertainment or a book to read.
I would need my Lord, Jesus, to survive.
Without His grace I would surely die.
He's my life, my antidote.
He's my ray of sunshine when I've lost all hope.
Even if on Earth I would die,
I know I would have eternal life.
I know if I trust in the Lord
He will protect.
He already died for me, nonetheless.
You may disagree, but I know full well
Jesus is my Savior, He saved me from hell.
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