I can be strong, I can be brave
I can be free, or be a slave.
I can forgive as he forgave--
The choice is mine.
I can go through in storm of gale,
I can be true or I can fail,
I can desert or set my sail--
The choice is mine.
If I would live, then I must die
And bid this forbidding world goodbye,
It's treasures dear I must deny--
The choice is mine.
I'll walk by faith where I am led,
It matters not what lies ahead.
And if the choice be crimson red,
The choice is mine.
I can have faith, I can have fear,
I can believe that God is near,
Or I can doubt the things I hear--
The choice is sin.
I can draw close or I can stray,
I can submit or go my way,
Within my heart I hear Him say--
The choice is mine.
If I the King of Heaven choose,
If I the things of earth refuse,
The best I gain, the worst I lose--
The choice is mine.
Because He gave His life for me,
Because of love at Calvary
I take him for eternity
The choice is mine.
Writer Unknown
Found in Mrs. G. Sanders letters
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