September 30th, 1987

Dear Lord Jesus,

Others have sacrificed many things for me,
But You are the greatest One of all  
I come before You now to offer myself to You
Please accept me (now) just the way I am

Thank You Jesus for dying for me
Thank You Jesus for choosing me (at all)
Thank You Jesus for always seeing me through
Thank You Jesus for being my "lamb"

Lord, I know I need to just let "them" go--
All those people in my past whom all refuse to show--
To show that they still care enough to call--
I've learned Dear Lord to give You my all

No longer will I feel sorry for myself;
No longer will I seek "outside" help;

Dear Jesus, Your Holy Spirit lives inside of me:
And I sing in Your Spirit ever so joyfully!
In the present, I seek to do Thy will:
With Your Spirit, Lord, who could keep still?

In the future, O God, I pray to do the same
Calling out in Your Spirit, asking in Your Name

I'll keep on using the gifts you've given me for You
After all you've done for me, it's the least I can do
So Dear Lord Jesus, I will write 'til I can write no more,
Always praising God, while giving You the glory

In the end when the book is read and the account is given
I will be rewarded according the the (righteous) works I've written

--Timothy James (Pickl)
September 30th, 1987 A.D.  11:26 P.M.

26 lines....(I'm 26!)

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