Call Upon His Name

Every time you seek His Face,

Your life begins, you stop the race.

Every time you call His Name,

You’re included in His Will’s game.

Apart of Him, there’s no fame,

Save pains, aches and ugly shame,

On the Cross, forgiveness tamed,

For you so hell can’t have a claim.

To His Love, you‘re quit-claimed,

Satan unable to place his blame.

Child of His is our nickname,

Set His Love in your heart aflame.

His Cross before you proclaim,

The world behind you to disclaim.

Make His Love your only aim,

And your life will not be the same.