My Passion at Sixty

It is now sixty years I am upon this place, this world, this tangle of earthly pursuits.
And what am I to say? I am an infinite debtor to my Lord. I owe a sum beyond all measures.
Yet I have been bought with a sacred price. And the trail I follow is His own Calvary road.
Oh, if I could somehow embrace this road, the harsh struggles, the deep abiding joys;
If I could somehow place my feet in His own steps, or weep forever upon His nail-pierced hands.
Yet it is enough He loves me. He loves me even with my so many sins and wayward wanders.
It is now sixty years I am upon this place, this world, this tangle of heartrending sorrows.
And what am I to say? I love Him with a deepening passion, yes, so much more. A holy love.
Oh more the love for He has held me near, heart-beating near through many dark nights.
He has been my true Friend, my Champion. He has held my head when all was lost upon my sea.
He has my life; I gave it to Him long ago, though I would give it a thousand times and then again.
He is the world to me, no less. He is my only breath, my heart, my joy, my sole abiding passion.
It is now sixty years I am upon this place, this world, as my eyes fix upon my Sovereign Redeemer.

Henry Lewis
5 October 2010