I do not know what tomorrow holds
But I do know Him who holds tomorrow
Therefore I lay aside all anxieties
Every fear and sorrow
Because though they neither sow nor reap
God provides for the sparrow
And I don't have to worry about missing the mark
Because I'm not the archer I'm just the arrow
I'm just the instrument that God chooses to use
As He masterfully conducts His heavenly tune
Therefore satans guilt cannot consume me
And absolutely no credit is ever due me
Because it was He who decided to choose me and use me for His glory
All I have to do is follow He who gave His everything
To see my sin washed clean
Because the sentence that once read "Guilty"
Now reads "Set Free"
So please never address me as the Bruce Lee of poetry
I'm  not the shepherd i'm just a sheep
And if I don't point back in everything to Him who leads me
My words are empty and mean nothing
Therefore I do not preach my own power but that of the cross
I lay down my life, count all as loss
I can simply be the broken warrior that I am
His hands hold this world
And his love scarred those hands
I never have to worry about my performance or plans
I know Him who holds tomorrow
By faith in Him alone I stand

He hugged me
Tears running down his face
I felt him shudder
For the whole human race

Just who condemned him
Has always been clear
The righteous
The believers
The possessors
Of fear

Yet sympathy
I felt
For the Devil
Himself
Because forgiveness
   Runs through my veins...