Standing At The Crossroads
by Chick Velasco

Life is quite a journey
From the cradle to the grave
We can savor it a free man
Or suffer it a slave

As you walk the path of life
Can you truly say
You know where you'll be going
If you die today

Do you know the day will come
When you must make a choice
To continue in the darkness
Or follow Jesus' voice

You have walked in bondage
Since the day that you were born
It started in the garden
When our link to God was torn

If you think it's foolishness
Or think this isn't true
That's because you don't believe
That Jesus died for you

I say to you the day will come
When you will have to face
The very One who died for you
The One who took your place

You will see the nail scarred hands
You'll see that crimson stain
You will hear Him ask you
"Did I die in vain"

That's the day you'll make your choice
It happens to us all
We either turn our backs on Him
Or we accept His call

Let me tell you what I saw
On that fateful day
When Jesus came into my life
To wash my sins away

I was marching straight to hell
Getting closer every day
When I looked up and saw a cross
Standing in my way

There was a body on that cross
A gruesome sight to see
But something in that lifeless form
Was reaching out to me

I somehow knew that it was time
For me to make a choice
For deep inside my sinful heart
I heard a gentle voice

"I love you" were the words I heard
So peaceful and so sweet
"Let me wash you with this blood
That's dripping off my feet"

I looked again upon that cross
That's when I saw the blood
Flowing like a river
An endless crimson flood

 I looked back upon the path
That brought me to this place
Then I felt a teardrop
Trailing down my face

As I was looking at my path
That path I knew so well
Suddenly I realized
I was marching straight to hell

I took a look beyond that cross
Where the path continued on
Winding through the darkness
Until the trail was gone

Then I saw another path
It was quite a sight
It led right up to heaven
And it was bathed in light

Again I heard that gentle voice
"I suffered all your pain
Won't you let me wash you clean
Or did I die in vain"

"Take the path I’ve lit for you
Make your choice today
I will love and guide you
I will take you all the way"

I was standing at the crossroads
I remember it so well
I realized the time had come
To turn my back on hell

As I prayed beneath that cross
He bathed me with His blood
That never ending river
That flowing crimson flood

Before that day I'd never known
What life was meant to be
Until I met my Savior
Nailed upon that tree

My life has never been the same
Since that fateful day
When I asked my Savior
To wash my sins away

It doesn't matter who you are
You'll have to make a choice
Sometime, somewhere along your path
You will hear His voice

You'll be standing at the crossroads
On your decision day
Then you'll look up and see that cross
Standing in your way
© Copyright 1999 Chick Velasco

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