SAVED IN THE MONTH OF MAY

Twas on a lovely morning,

The twenty-first of May,

That Jesus came into my heart

And washed my sins away.

The night before I could not sleep,

No Saviour could I see;

All I could see was darkness,

Throughout Eternity.

The night wore on and still no rest

Came to my sin-sick soul;

I was afraid I’d be for ever lost,

While the years of eternity roll

At last from sin and self I looked

To the Man on Calvary;

His thorn-crowned brow, His pierced side

All seemed to speak to me.

“Why did He die! Why did He die,

If not for me?” I cried.

“Why from His side that crimson flood,

Why was He crucified?”

And then a verse came to my soul:

“For the ungodly Christ did die.”

I then believed it was for me

He bore such agony.

Sweet rest and peace did fill my soul,

Jesus whispered to me;

“Who comes to Me I’ll not cast out”

What a Redeemer is He!

Oh, should I not serve my Saviour,

He suffered so much for me?

“I’ll praise Thee as long as I live, Lord,

And throughout Eternity.”

C.P. (aged 14).