IT PUZZLES ME


It puzzles me that some would choose
God's offer of salvation to refuse;
To turn and walk the other way,
To await some distant "better day" —
It puzzles me.

It puzzles me that some can't see
That Jesus Christ can set them free
From the fetters of sin by which they're bound:
Lost souls refusing to be found —
It puzzles me.

It puzzles me that some are blind
With a blindness set deep in the mind;
Blind to the sin that binds them fast,
Defying God right to the last —
It puzzles me.

It puzzles me that some men's hearts,
Shot through and through with Satan's darts,
Become so hard they will not break:
Of God's saving grace they'll not partake —
It puzzles me.

It puzzles me that some who've heard
Still don't believe God's Holy Word;
And why some believe, or so they say,
But continue still to disobey —
It puzzles me.

It puzzles me that some thought wise
Walk the worldly way of compromise;
Denying the stedfast Word of God,
The road to hell they blindly trod —
It puzzles me.

Yes, it puzzles me, amazes even,
That men deny the God of Heaven,
Refuse the offer of His grace,
Put earthly idols in His place —
It puzzles me!

a. franklin staples

January 23, 1995


Copyright © 1995 by A. Franklin Staples