These are the lyrics to a song I wrote many years ago, but it is appropriate to the season of Lent and the series I have been doing on Isaiah 58.
ISN'T THIS WHAT I CHOSE FOR YOU?
Here’s another Sunday morning
And you set aside the day.
But is there something you’ve forgotten on the way?
You offer me your worship
And you offer me your prayer
But the burden of my own heart do you bear?
Isn’t this what I chose for you?
Isn’t this the thing I planned?
Not some sentimental journey
Into the Promised Land.
Is there room for the wanderer
And provision for the poor?
Is there something for the hungry at your door?
For if you would be a blessing,
You would find that you’ve been blessed
And I would be your healing and your rest.
Isn’t this what I chose for you,
That you might learn to understand?
To remember they’re a part of you
And be my blessing in the land
Isn’t this what I chose for you?
Isn’t this the thing I planned?
Not some sentimental journey
Into the Promised Land.
© 1992 by Jeff Doles
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