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I want my breakfast served at "eight",


with ham and eggs upon the plate;


a well-broiled steak I'll eat at "one";


and dine again when day is done.



I want an ultra modern home.


and in each room a telephone;


soft carpets, too, upon the floors,


and pretty drapes to grace the doors.



A cozy place of lovely things,


like easy chairs and inner springs,


and then I'll get a small TV


of course, "I'm careful what I see."



I want my wardrobe, too, to be


of neatest, finest quality.


with latest style in suit and vest,


why shouldn't Christians have the best?



But then the Master I can hear,


in no uncertain voice, so clear,


"I bid you come and follow Me,


the lonely Man of Galilee."



"Birds of the air have made their nest,


and foxes in their holes find rest;


but I can offer you no bed;


no place have I to lay My head."



In shame I hung my head and cried.


How could I spurn the Crucified?


Could I forget the way He went,


the sleepless nights in prayer He spent?



For forty days without a bite,


alone, He fasted day and night;


despised, rejected on He went,


and did not stop till the veil He rent.



A Man of sorrows and of grief,


no earthly friend to bring relief


"Smitten of God," the prophet said


mocked, beaten, bruised, His blood ran red.



If He be God and died for me,


no sacrifice too great can be


for me, a mortal man, to make;


I'll do it all for Jesus' sake.



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