These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Nothing More to Say

Nothing to eclipse this day,
but He, Who made the day His Own.
Nothing more is left to say,
but bow we need before His Throne.

Nothing of our human grace
to move His Hand to save one soul.
Nothing good to give us place
to live for aye in His Blest Fold.

Nothing more can one man speak
to stay the penalty for sin.
Cleanse me fully from the reek
of human glory I might win.

Nothing more needs frailty's rot
than His full death and raising's pow'r.
Not one sin is not forgot
by The Risen Lord in saving's hour.

Nothing left to plea and cry
when to The Saving Lord we look.
Nothing left to do, nor buy
when we rest in The Lord's Lone Book.

Ever Grace in Christ Alone.
Ever hope we in His Deed.
Ever blest before His Throne.
Ever Substitution's Creed.

Nothing more is left to say.
Final is his Lasting Word.
Resting now in love obey.
Jesus is The Loving Lord.

by Jay O’Toole
on April 9th, 2024