The Juggler

I did not know Him
Was doing it all on my own
Money, pleasure, power, glory
Had it all
The more balls the merrier
All for the applause of the crowd

He met me and I met Him
I loved Him and knew Him
He took all my balls away
They were never mine
He gave me just two: Grace and Truth
All for the applause of heaven

I grew tired of just those two
Heaven's applause was too faint
Stooped to pick up some old broken balls
Started taking more balls
And more balls
All for the applause of the new crowd

He made me fall
And the balls I had taken, broke on me
I cried for help
The new crowd mostly left
He, with a few real friends, helped me up
He cleaned me, renewed me
I had nothing left, save for two balls: Grace and Truth
I had been led to the end of me
To lean on Him and depend on Him
All for His applause

-- GraceGuide.net