by Mike Kucenski, Perry Voogt
Everybody is a follower.
Walking on a path that will bring.
Moving closer to something they desire.
A disciple of that someone or thing.
But I hear You saying, "Follow Me."
I want to drop my nets in the ocean.
Leave all my worldly dreams on the shore.
I want to be a constant disciple.
Constant disciple for You, Lord.
Everybody is worshipping.
Shouting out the truth of the day.
They love to hear the sound of their own voices.
Not listening to what You have to say.
In my actions.
In my words.
In my everything.
In my life Lord use all that I am.
To be a constant disciple for You.
© 1999 Kucenski and Voogt