Like a Ball in Weeds

I go to church each Sunday; I close my eyes when we pray
I try to concentrate so that my mind doesn't stray.
I listen to the preacher; I might even say "Amen!"
I try to do things right so that God will let me in.
I attempt to be kind, and help others when I can
I work really hard to help my fellow-man.
I don't smoke and I don't drink and you'll never hear me curse
I can even quote some scriptures with a chapter and a verse.
I try not to break the rules and I try to do good deeds.
I always try to smile and greet everyone I meet.
I know He's always watching the way that I am living
If "the good" outweighs "the bad" I think I'll make it into Heaven.
But I hear the Preacher say that if all I have is deeds
you're not on your way to heaven; lost as a ball in weeds.
And the good I try to do will never be enough
to begin to cover sins that He paid for with His blood.
Nothing said or nothing done could ever earn a place
or a mansion in heaven; the only way is by God's grace.
Whosoever will believe on the Lord Jesus Christ
will be saved from their sins and brought into His light.
Just confess every sin and on His word depend
He is just to forgive and He wants to be your friend.
If you just do these things from your sins you will be freed.
You can rejoice that you were found; rescued from the strangling weeds.