Has old man trouble got you down,
Changing your smile into a frown?
Well, I've got good news,
For you, my friend!
God loves and cares for you!
So, He'll come to your rescue,
And your worries will come,
To an untimely end!
Is that you with your,
Head bowed low,
Having those feelings of woe,
With nothing but the blues to sing?
Come on and lift your head up high!
You don't have to be shy,
For you're a child,
Of the Heavenly King!
God is aware of your plight!
You are precious in His sight!
His Son Jesus gave His life for you!
Although your mountains seem so high
Jesus will draw nigh,
And He will safely see you through!
Robert F. Dotson & copy 2003
If I Could Write A Love Song
Lord, if I could write a love song,
It would be especially for You!
It wouldn’t be about a love gone wrong,
Or a heart that had proved untrue.
I would mention Your precious name,
In each and every line,
Telling how with love You came,
Into this heart of mine!
If I could direct a symphony,
With each instrument in place,
Oh, what an honor it would be,
To play “Amazing Grace!”
If I could take the brush of grace,
And portray upon my heart,
The image of Your loving face,
The tears of joy would start!
If I could lift my voice and sing,
With a spirit filled,
Blood bought choir,
To offer praises to my King,
It would fulfill my greatest desire!
For Lord, I remember how You died,
Upon the cruel tree.
The blood flowed from your hands,
Feet, and side,
To save a wretch like me!
Robert F. Dotson © 2003
VISIONS OF HOME
Through eyes of faith I see a meeting,
Over on Heaven’s happy shore!
They will say goodbye no more!
Heaven’s golden bells are ringing,
For the celebration is about to begin!
I hear millions of voices singing,
As the saints come marching in!
Before the Saviour they shall appear,
In their robes of spotless white!
Then, God will wipe away each tear.
Oh, what a blessed sight!
All of those who have gone before us,
Will bow before the Great I Am,
And with a mighty resounding chorus,
Cry, “Holy, Holy, is The Lamb!”
Some from every kindred, tribe, and nation,
Red and yellow, black and white,
Will join in the celebration,
In that City of Light!
We will be through with toil and pain!
With our Saviour we shall be!
And with Jesus we shall reign,
Throughout eternity!
Robert F. Dotson © 2004
