When God looks down upon me, just what does He see?...
A man that is righteous,...or at least tries to be?...
Or does He see things that I can’t imagine?...
I simply can’t fathom,....The Master’s reactions...

He’s said “In My Father’s house, there are many mansions”...
Imagine the compassion our Dear Father has fashioned...
It’s tragic for all those that do feel abandoned...
I’ll bet my sad life, ....there are no bad cabins...

There are those that will wonder why I write what is right...
Some will think I have no right to write light...
Few will still gaze at the truth with delight...
I’ll fight to the end,.... with all of my might...

I could choose to continue, but what would that do?...
Confuse the few that seem to know...”It’s not true”...
For those unsure of what to believe...
Just follow your heart,...pray you’re not deceived...

Now let’s go back to the top of this poem...
Would you reconsider......the words that I’ve sown?...
Or will you continue that tone that you own?...
God loves you beyond what you think He has shown.....