You’re My Substitute,
Rescue My Soul
Kneeling in the country church
the Cross high up the holy altar
I began stammering,
choking back the stinging tears, crying,
“Jesus, I’m broken, broken!”
Praying, praying up at the Cross,
a sputtering, staring, jabbering:
“I love you! I love you!”
“I’m broken, broken!” stumbling on despairing, choking tears.
“Jesus, I walked away.
I’ve been there, going here, kinda sorta useless,
a lull in sleeping,
awaking walking here,
Pleading, “Oh Jesus, You’re my substitute, rescue my soul!”
“Oh Jesus, You’re my substitute, rescue my soul!”
“I’m a lulling,
Kinda sorta broken.
Kinda sorta broken,
Kinda leaving this sad, dark, and lonely world,
Storing crushed, unfulfilled dreams,
Black memories from my past.”
“I’m broken, broken, shattering into pieces.”
Sobbing, “Jesus, You’re my substitute, rescue my soul!”
Then from the depths of my soul,
Jesus Christ reached deep into my uttermost being,
From eternity, He spoke:
“I am the light of the world.
He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness,
but have the light of life.”
With a flick of His hand, snap!
Instantaneously the dingy, pitch-black,
Darkness of this world surrendered.
Jesus Christ rescued my soul!
Ms. Mary Pacheco,
Christian Author, Website Designer, Website Consultant