LORD, WHAT DO YOU SEE?

Lord, what do You see when You look down at me?
Do You see a blest soul that desires to be free,
To meet You in Heaven and join the vast throng
Of those who are singing redemption's glad song?
Or do You see one who is looking for fame,
And money, and power, and worldly acclaim;
Who scarce gives a thought to the Heavenly things,
But loves first the world and the pleasure it brings?
Lord, what do You see?

Lord, what do You see when You look at my hands?
Do You see they are quick to obey Your commands,
To lift up a brother who's fallen astray,
And help him find Jesus, the only true way?
Or do You see hands that are holding on tight
To allurements of sin and the darkness of night;
So busy with projects there's no time to pray,
While building more idols to worship each day?
Lord, what do You see?

Lord, what do You see when You look at my feet?
Do You see they're attuned to a Heavenly beat;
And following closely the path that You trod,
To bring them at last to the presence of God?
Or do You see feet that just follow the crowd
To altars of evil, with knees that are bowed?
Feet that travel the road that seems fun at the start,
But leads to destruction and hardness of heart?
Lord, what do You see?

Lord, what do You see when You look at my deeds?
Do You find me aware of the world and its needs?
Do I pray for Your guidance from Heaven above,
While holding on tightly, secure in Your Love?
I pray that my deeds will be pleasing to You,
And all of my life I'll be faithful and true.
And may I with love complete every task,
So when life is over, I'll not fear to ask,
Lord, what do You see?
                   
©Betty Jo Mings