My Friend is no friend

Down on my luck again, my so called friend
Took back his truck again

Although he, didn't have need of it

He has a parking lot full of them
Yet he needed the one I was driving then

I have done more for this guy, then he deserves
But, who is counting? I guess, I am, I guess?

Sometimes I believe it's just me, and all the excuses I make
For God's sake, and my soul's place in Heaven

I go way out of my way, for my friends
And yet they pretend to be, like me
 
And yet they aren't, but, again who is counting on me?
I guess, just me

People say, I am too nice and to forgiving
That may be true but, who am I not to be?

To be me, and to be just in this way
It is just the way I am, this way I will stay
 
In spite of myself and every one else
For sure enough I'll be back on my knees again praying

For all that I lost or that was giving away to me, this day
My Friends don't realize that none of it, was mine to begin with

That it is not me that they would profit from
But, from Him, that gave to me His one and only Son

His little Lamb, this Son of Man, His begotten,Son
That is who they would, profit from

Although we don't see eye to eye, He has always
Stood by me, even when I have pushed Him away

He gave to me this only begotten son, why?
He, gave Him, to me to suffer and to die 

To me He, gave Him me, to bleed
To be crucified, and to be criticized

To bare My sins, He gave Him!
And then He, would still let me, back into their lives

To my Friend I bend down and cry, for forgiveness

You'd! Better believe It !

For my friend is no longer just my friend, He is my GOD

And His Son is my Life's only Savior

I say: praise be to my friend, the Lord Jesus Christ

I hope you will give him a chance to be your friend

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man