Friendly God

God is my friend, He loves and cares for me,
indeed I am the apple of His eye,
He treats me with the utmost dignity,
though He knows where my sins and sorries lie.

God chose me and then made me who I am,
forever He's put deep in me His hope,
He's trusted me with freedom that's no sham,
though I have often used it like a dope.

I pray each day I might live up to Him,
a home for me He's promised to prepare,
sometimes my chance for it seems pretty slim,
though He supplies me with His grace to spare.

O God, I'll try to serve You to the end,
so I like You can truly be a friend.

                                 -- by Pete Voelz     7/09