Without The Love Of Jesus

 You can be planted, you can be fed..

You can be watered, you can be led.

You can be built, you can be strong..

But only repentance, will right every wrong.

You can be fat and flourish as the field..

You can bear fruit and your vine bring forth yield.

You can bow in adoration and command every praise..

But inside your heart, hell is what you raise.

You can speak mercy, you can say grace..

You can comfort others and tie their shoelace.

You can climb every mountain and swim with the tide..

But your pillars are on sand and your doors are not wide.

You can come from afar, with silver and gold..

You can drink and make merry and preach to the world.

You can lead each horse to water and quench every thirst..

But you carry unforgiveness and that is even worse.

Your voice can be an oracle, without any doubt..

Your furrows can be fruitful, to bless from north to south.

Your cup can run over and your table well prepared..

But without the love of Jesus, no one will know you cared.