Follow Me

 

Follow Me. . .

I'll be yours and you'll be mine;

Follow Me. . .

You'll cast out my fishing line.

Follow Me. . .

Don't wait for another time;

My flame will make your candle shine--

Come, follow me.

Come and see

Where I walk and where I dwell;

Come and see. . .

Watch me make the crippled well.

Come and see. . .

What I've planned I cannot tell,

But I see I've rung your bell,

So come and see.

It isn't all I've come to call,

Just you who know your need. . .

The cheaters and the harlots, too,

Might enter in ahead of you!

You must be blind to see the truth,

In prison, to be freed!

Learn of Me. . .

Sit in wonder at my feet;

Learn of Me. . .

Taste, and see my words are sweet.

Learn of Me. . .

Here where care and comfort meet,

Hear the call of my heart's beat,

And learn of Me.

Bear the tree. . .

Be prepared to give your all;

Bear the tree. . .

In the world or "to the wall."

Bear the tree. . .

If you truly heard the call,

Though the cost be big or small,

You'll bear the tree.

I came with truth and miracles,

But you would not believe;

You wouldn't let me salve your eyes--

Instead you plotted my demise.

But you're welcome still to claim the prize

If my words you'll receive.

You'll be free. . .

From the lies that gripped your past;

You'll be free. . .

From the King's approaching wrath.

You'll be free. . .

In my Kingdom, coming fast--

Safe in my loving arms at last,

You will be free.

MNA

c. 2000