I can't think something which was right
He's leading me the way to that light.
I'm afraid to come, but he invited me in.
Immovable; it can't be, and I'm blocked with sin.
Come to me, he smiled, all is well
Lord, it can't be and I can tell.
Be not afraid, I'll come to save,
Have hope, I know you must be brave.
I'll rescue you, and you'll be free,
And come to me 'til eternity.
I'm your hope, for I suffer all.
Like flying in a trees so tall and fall.
Come unto me, the word he said.
How could it be and how he'd paid?
Conclusion was here, and now I know.
His love to me, and that is so.
I love thee Lord as what you'd said –
You love me more than what I did.
- Jerry Bustillo
2006 early December