In The Nik Of Time


In The Nik Of Time
By Christine Hare Tate

In seclusion You formed me Lord,
I was intricately designed…
before my earthly debut,
You had a plan in mind!

You’ve monitored my actions,
knowing every thought and deed,
saw me fall and stumble,
and heard me cry and plead.

You know about the dead-ends
and sour notes I hit,
the mistakes, wrong choices,
and times I wanted to quit.

You watched me take a detour
on a quest to find the truth,
when I turned to witchcraft
in the innocence of youth!

You let me have my way,
until the day assigned,
when You convicted me of sin
and my whole life re-aligned.

You sent Your Holy Spirit
just in the nik of time,
knocked me to the ground
and saved me from sin’s slime!

O’ that memorable moment
forever etched in me,
when You revealed the truth,
and made my eyes to see!

You’ve slowly been replacing
the mindsets that restrict,
and loosed the chains of
ignorance that painfully afflict.

Thru valleys and tunnels
and treacherous terrain,
slippery slopes, deserts,
and in torrential rain,

You’ve lead this tarnished soul,
this tiny grain of sand…
how can this earthen vessel
ever hope to understand?

Jesus, You’ve been my guide,
a lamp unto my feet,
and promised to abide in me
til my journey here’s complete!

But You never once told me
to try and comprehend,
only asked I walk by faith
and trust You til the end.

One day You’ll call me home
and I shall see Your face,
as I enter heaven’s portal
by God’s amazing grace!




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