I C U.....

Intensive Care, they call this ward
Not few come here and die
So hear Your servant’s prayer O Lord
I’m sending You on high

My bed is first beside the door
With drip for food and drink
Pumping me full with drugs galore
Giving me grounds to think

You know I’m not afraid of death
Through Christ it’s lost its sting
Yet while I live and still have breath
I pray truth’s song to sing

Thanking you for Your love and grace
For all the things You’ve done
Especially that I’ll see Your face
Through Jesus Christ Your Son

You’re faithful Lord in all You say
Your Word’s more sweet than wine
With Christ I’ll stand on judgement day
Believing life is mine

I’ve served You in this life my Lord
Walking with life’s true King
In faith I trust and may afford
A longer song to sing

It’s not for me, but those I love
Although they know I’m yours
And though they know for me above
You’ll open Heaven’s doors

Yet still my Lord for these I pray
And those who die in pain
Lord thank You for being The Way
My life is not in vain.....