Standing in the hallway
There’s a knock upon the door
You hesitate then open it
Your mouth it hits the floor
For standing there is Jesus
You humbly let Him in
What can He possibly want with you
A fool begrimed in sin.
Embracing you, He’s thanking you
You start to do a tour
Around the rooms inside your house
He sits upon the floor
Spending time to chat away
You’re giving Him your life
You have emptied all your woes
Your worries and your strife.
You can do this every day
His presence is in you
Relationship will grow and grow
You’ll be equipped to view
The harvest field you live in
The people that you meet
Will see in you a difference
That’s surely hard to beat.
A Christian poem by: Mike Bullock