The Choice is Mine

I can be strong, I can be brave,
I can be free, or be a slave.
I can forgive as He forgave
The choice is mine.

I can go through in storm or gale,
I can be true, or I can fail;
I can desert or set my sail.
The choice is mine.

If I would live then I must die
And bid this fleeting world goodbye
It?s treasures dear, I must deny
The choice is mine.

I?ll walk by faith where I am led,
It matters not what lies ahead,
And if the path be crimson red,
The choice is mine.

If I the King of heaven choose,
If I the things of earth refuse,
The best I gain, the worst I lose —
The choice is mine.

Ira F. Stanphill