Was it worth, my Lord?

King of kings, Lord of lords
Who left Your throne in heaven
And came down to save sinners like me.
You, the Son of God-the righteous One
You stood bound and silent, a  crown of thorns on head
Slapped, mocked and bleeding
Standing before Pilate-a mere governer of Rome.

If thou willed, an army of angels would have come to your rescue
Yet, You chose the hard way, the path of a painful Cross
And drank the cup of obedience to the will of Your Father.
The One who rides in a white horse, jewelled crown on Your head
And hailed by multitude of angels day and night in heaven
Rode on a donkey to the shouts of men to Jerusalem
And heard the mockering of many on Your way to Golgotha.

Why Lord? Why?
Why did You choose to suffer for us, the humankind
Was it worth that suffering for such undeserving
Who doubt and question You and Your words even today.
You showed the way of love and life
But we prefer to choose our own ways.
Churches are growing, Bibles are being read
Yet, are we living the way You want us to live?

Was it worth my Lord, was it worth the suffering
You endured to save a rebellious world like ours?

Lord, I'm Nothing Without You

Lord, I worth nothing without You
And I don't desire to be anything without you
Who I am and where I am today
I owe You to Your grace, my Lord.

Life could have taken a wrong turn for me
If You haven't showed up in my life
Still waters and green pasteurs You've taken me to at times
Dark valleys and dry deserts you allowed me to walk through other times
Yet, I could always sense Your presence near me
whispering a word of comfort or lending a hand for support

So, today, if I hear the thunder of troubles drawing near
Or thistles of worry keep me down
I tell myself to look back on the past and to remember
that You are in charge,and not me

Oh Lord, where I'd be today without You
And who I would have become if not for Your grace
So, I extol You for choosing me to be Your own
and showing me the way to the Father's throne.