Jesus Christ , Son of God He was born on Christmas day The Saviour came to save the world even from a hay filled manger, where the tiny baby, laid.
The sheep and cattle standing near Yes, standing guard by the Savior's bed As the angels sing in triumph Glory What joy , these words , long ago might have been said:
Praise to the sweet , baby boy who , one day , would become the Redeemer and the King Oh what love began, even from that manger stall as our Jesus, laid the foundation , for what Truth would bring.
That He would come from Bethlehem The birth, a miracle to all who would see The Holy child in Mary's arms A Savior, Jesus , who became the Gift to all humanity.
For this Child, it was a humble birth yes, the King was born that day He came to pay the price for us all Yes, Jesus our Lord, came to wash our sins away.
And so I sing to the One born that night Praise God, my King came to set me free - Jesus, I praise you now, and Love you SO! Yes, You are the Savior, from Galilee.
This Christmas holds more meaning for me His Love that brings such inner peace As my heart sings songs of Adoration before my King I'll bow down , and worship at my Jesus' feet.
Oh how I'll praise the newborn baby Child whose bed was a lowly manger filled with hay and though only a manger laid for a miraculous birth It is Jesus , whose foundation was laid, for the world , today.
Shine down on me, Lord Jesus with Joy and Peace so bright and fair surround me with Your Glory , O Lord Oh how I long to meet with You there.
Sing out Your song of blessings Oh let me hear Your calling out to me Lord, come sing songs of love and beauty for its in You, that my song of praise has been set free
I will bring songs of Glory, Honor and Praise yes,Lord, to the feet of Jesus , I will come for its Adoration to the King of Kings on bended knee, I offer , to Jesus, the Holy One!
From Father God, to me :
Yes, Sing to Me of your praises , Child I love songs of your praise as you rejoice I Love to sense your Adoration and love for Me Oh how it brings such joy in knowing your tender voice.
Child, just sing to the Father, Holy Spirit and Son let your heart rejoice as your lips sing out in praise for its in the beauty of True Worship , you've come where I know your heart, hands and voice will be forever raised!
Lord we humble ourselves with grateful hearts at the miracle of Your virgin birth The love you shared when you died for all Oh Lord, Your Love came down to touch this earth.
For Your life is like a light today Shining brightly in the dark of night Yet, filling the world with Your Presence so warm for us , it's from Your Father’s Glorious light.
Lord, it's Your Love that I long to know so Your light will be what others see May the beautiful reflection of your Grace abound Lord, let all that's seen be the Presence of your Glory and Majesty.
Lord, as Your spirit comes deeper in me please shine wherever we are your Glorious and wondrous Majesty awakes Lord, in me, let Your beauty shine like a falling star.
Lord Jesus , a flame of passion , into me bring I ask that You send Your Power so that it won't dim Ignite in me, an offering of worship and praise , My God let your Glory come forth, and shine brightly , within.
Yes, into me bring Your Power source of Light may it shine bright wherever I go and as the celebration of Your Holy birth draws near Lord Jesus - receive my gift of Adoration , from here below.
Picturing a sweet innocent child with a perfect boy's tiny face. And then to think of all Jesus gave as our Savior poured out His Amazing Grace
Just as a bird sings out its song the melody of Jesus birth , ringing in my ears its because of the birth, and Love of a baby boy child that the Christmas Story is told year, after year.
We play songs and carols to God on High their melodies lift up our inner soul and because of the manger and all that took place our praise is given to the One whose Glory shall behold!
Jesus, this is my prayer - to see only You not just now, at Christmas time but when troubles come , and when life gets hard Lord, may then my offer of praise be lifted to God divine.
Hear then my heart, as I sing this song: Oh Lord, of Lords - You are the Savior of All and with songs of praise, that come from my heart Lord Jesus, in praise, to my knees, before the King I will fall..
Hallelujah to the Savior of Man I bring gifts to Adore the Feet of the One who died and from a baby born in a lowly manger stall its because of Jesus - whose Love is fully supplied..
In the quiet of a star filled night I can imagine angels who would sing for a baby born in a manger stall as there were no other room , that rest could bring.
Picturing a gentle voice, whispered low to Joseph and Mary, saying " do not fear " This is a place of quiet, soothing rest as Jesus' birth comes , it is My peace that will draws near.
And so it was,a birth of a newborn child who would become our Savior to walk upon this earth from newborn babe, to simple carpenter by trade yes, it was Jesus - a miracle of a sinless birth.
Oh , from this little baby, an Innocent Child with Love , He came to offer , by nail scarred hands From His humble beginning, in a lowly , manger one night to His death and Victory, the fulfillment of Gods most Holy plan.
And so , Mary and Joseph , in that darkened night cradled and nurtured the baby Jesus by their love born in a stable for there was no room at the inn we celebrate Jesus, as Love came down, from Heaven above.
I just wanted to share this poem, as it came to me a few minutes ago. My heart is humbled to know, and love , and be loved by such a perfect Savior, Jesus Christ..
The heart knows no greater hunger, The need for love is strong, Our flesh will do such crazy things To feel that we belong.
We try to draw attention To see if people care, And still the heart unsatisfied Feels only deep despair.
But, thank God, there's an answer, We can be satisfied, We've yearned for something more in life That cannot be denied.
Such peace, contentment, can be ours, Our yearnings will find rest, In Jesus all we need is found, Our need for love expressed.
No longer need we flounder, The love for which we've yearned Is freely given and received, It never can be earned.
So when the soul cries out for love We search the world in vain, For only Jesus satisfies And His love will remain.
"Oh, that men would praise (and confess to) the Lord His goodness and loving-kindness, and His wonderful works to the children of men! For He satisfies the longing soul, and fills the hungry soul with good." Psalms 107:8-9 (Amplified)
A newborn baby born one darkened night swaddled in a blanket in a manger , warm and small This child, one day, who would lay down His life Was Jesus, who came to redeem the sin of one, and all.
This tiny baby , yes a miracle of birth but His story of Hope He would one day , tell His birth, in that lowly straw filled stable , that night came to give the world, Jesus, our " Immanuel "
Yes Immanuel, the King of Kings from baby to Redeemer , the Holy One from colors of purple and gold, and crimson and white It is Jesus the Savior, whose story I'll share with everyone
Yes, Christmas time will always be about the babe born for the redemption of one , and all and as we sing songs of Joy and Peace of a tiny baby born its songs of Glory that I'll sing to the Babe born in that manger stall.
This tiny baby , yes a miracle of birth but His story of Hope He would one day , tell His birth, in that lowly straw filled stable , that night came to give the world, Jesus, our " Immanuel "
Yes Immanuel, the King of Kings from baby to Redeemer , the Holy One from colors of purple and gold, and crimson and white It is Jesus the Savior, whose story I'll share with everyone.
The Great “I AM” that could not stand Yet held the fate of man in hand. Jehovah Jireh laid to rest Upon the milk of Mary’s breast. The Prince of Peace of priests despised Would heal the lame and open eyes. Infant, holy radiant infant When God became a babe. Through Christ, a way to God had come And hope’s foundation laid. Who scarce can ascertain the depth And wonder of His birth. Humility perfected, When Jehovah came to earth.
Philippians 2:8 Being found in appearance as a man, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.
Do you question God's great love, That He wants to speak to you, That an intimate relationship He has in store for you?
Do you feel it's just mere words, That God is distant, doesn't care? Though creation He may order But of you He's unaware?
Have you pondered, have you wondered, Why to earth God sent His Son? Why the privileges of heaven Would be left and God's will done?
Only love could be the reason, For this only Jesus came, If we needed proof from heaven This alone should love proclaim.
How better to communicate Then God to come as man, No other means could He have used That would the chasm span.
Became a man to man reveal The depth of love God feels, This man, God's sacrificial Lamb, To whom we all shall kneel.
"This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life. God didn't go to all the trouble of sending his Son merely to point an accusing finger, telling the world how bad it was. He came to help, to put the world right again." John 3:16-17 (The Message)
A baby born in a manger stall when there was no room any other place such a special little baby boy Child His birth transcending all time and space.
Oh yes, its a birth to celebrate we sing happy birthday to the King such a tiny child, born in a manger stall we celebrate with praises lifted as we sing.
Its your birthday,Jesus, as a little baby boy but its also for a King who came to Reign we sing Holy, Holy to the newborn King for Your birth will always be the same.
It is His birth so awesome to describe and new life that came from His deep abiding love it's the cross in which a boy , turned Savior was placed but it's Jesus the King, that Rose to the Throne above.
Oh yes, we sing Holy, Holy, Holy to Jesus, who laid in a manger filled with hay from this little boy born in a manger one night to become the Hope for the world today..
It's Your birthday,Jesus,as a little boy child but its also for You, a King who came to reign we sing Glory Hallelujah, to the King of Kings for Your birth assures us that our lives will never again, be the same.
Here we are awaiting Christmas Storing up our gifts and food Spending lots of lovely money Don't forget, we must include Auntie Betty, Uncle Norman Cards for all upon our list Daren't forget a single person Can't upset the one that's missed.
Whilst were stuffing all the turkey Christmas pud helped down with wine Slumping down in front of tele Snoring through the pantomime This is usual for the masses Greed and gluttony abound Whilst, outside, the homeless passes Searching pavements for a pound.
Jesus Christ was born at Christmas Sent to earth to save us all Lived to serve all those around Him Always perfect, standing tall Helped the leper, healed the cripple Underdog and down and out Suffered greatly for His mercy Hated by the men with clout.
So we must be all like Jesus Following His every way Showing love to all who need it Living in His humble way For He loves a cheerful giver One who relegates himself To the role of peoples servant That is how we earn our wealth.
I wrote this poem in 2005 for a soldier I sponsored in Iraq, and thought I would share it again this year for all our military men and women away from home -- wherever they may be...
Christmas in Iraq
'Twas the night before Christmas in an Iraqi town; And our brave U.S. forces had all just hunkered down. Not a Humvee was moving, not a Jeep stirred the sand As troops dreamed of their homes, each and every man. Some longed for their sweethearts, other men missed their moms, Others missed sons and daughters not seen for so long. Sugarplums would be nice, but much nicer to be At home with their loved ones 'neath their own Christmas tree.
When what to their wondering ears should be heard, But the faint sounds of carols, music and joyful words. At first heard so faintly, then the sound grew and grew -- The sound of your loved ones singing carols for you. For you are not forgotten, you are not alone; You are missed by the people you keep safe at home, And we remember you as the Christmas bells ring, As you're watched by the Christ Child whose carols we sing.
For no matter how far from your home you may be, There once was a Babe born for you and for me. So hark to the carols as their music draws nigh, And look to the stars in the Iraqi sky. Remember the star which on Bethlehem shone, The star that still guides those who yearn to be Home. So as Christmas Day dawns over here, over there -- Merry Christmas to you, with our love, thanks, and prayers.
We need a resurgence of patriotism, Of good old American pride, To stand for our God-given values For which all our ancestors died.
We've lived on their blood and their merits, Forgetting to take our own stand, And now we're in danger of losing The freedom we offer all man.
America! Wake up! Time is wasting! God gives us the answer to win! Freedom is costly, it comes with a price And He paid it once for all men.
Our country is blessed, we can't lose it! An offering we too now must make, New commitments avow, on our knees humbly bow And our sins in repentance forsake.
For our troops and their blood we're so thankful, What a price their families have paid, Our prayers we must offer to God on the altar, The enemy's hand must be stayed.
"If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land." 2 Chronicles 7:14 (NIV)
As we come and enter the gates with praise and thanksgiving Lord, we come to worship with hands lifted in the air Oh Lord, surround us in this place of Worship Lord, it's to the Throne, we've come to meet with You there
You are Holy, Holy, Holy Oh God - of all earth, sky and sea The Awesome King of Glory Lord God, You came to Love and Redeem
You came so to cover us in Your mercy Lord, we're covered in Your grace As Your presence comes to fill us , Holy Spirit Oh come and surround us in this Holy Place
Yes , we sing praise as we come before You we come to Worship You, Jesus the King of Kings We sing praise to the One who sits on the Throne of Glory O yes, with our voice we come to Jesus, to sing :
Thou art Holy, Holy Holy Oh God of the Earth, sky and sea You are the One who Reigns in Glory Yes, it's God, who sits on the Throne of Majesty
For every parent who’s away And can’t come home Thanksgiving, Know deep reflections fill the day And hope abounds for blessings. Though absent, they are always near They’re in our hearts and always dear.
For brothers, sisters, far away Who can’t come home Thanksgiving, Know family ties will not give way They’ll bind us evermore. Though absent, they are always near They’re in our hearts and always dear.
For every child who’s away And can’t come home Thanksgiving, Know that prayers are yours today And aching hearts are pining. Though absent, they are always near They’re in our hearts and always dear.
For every soldier who’s away And can’t come home Thanksgiving, Know every loved one yearns today To see you safely home. Though absent, they are always near They’re in our hearts and always dear.
Psalm 86:12I will give thanks to You, O Lord my God, with all my heart, and will glorify Your name forever.
Whatever you are going through I am always here for you In the height and in the depth I am with you every step Any crisis big or small I am bigger than them all There is nothing I can't do satan bows his knee to you Through me.
I have loved you on the cross Took the rap for all your loss Past and present, future too I have covered them for you So you need not ever fear Call My name and I am near Hand your problems straight to Me You will see the darkness flee Through Me.
Come on child, it's time to trust Shake off all that clogging dust It is time to seek My face Put Me in My proper place At the head of all you are Drop your mask and we'll go far Die to self and live again You will never be the same Through Me.
With grace and mercy, and nail- scarred hands Jesus, you've come to pick up the scattered pieces of my sin You listen for me in the quietness of night and I've heard You whisper , "Come Child, and enter in "
As you come into the presence of My Holiness you'll soak up the beauty of My glorious Throne with forgiveness and peace that I've extended to you it's on the cross - that my Victory stands alone
Yes, freedom comes as you enter in as you come , and leave praises here at My feet and with all that you bring, in storms , or in not it's your praise - that I find so awesome and sweet
So sing to Me, my beautiful Bride Come and sing your songs of great delight for I love your heart expressed in every manner of praise and it's now, that I'll sing over you with my own Love Song, tonight
The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing."
Coming to a place near you The Christmas show is on it's way Complete with all the thrills and spills Of trying to keep your debt at bay No one must be cast adrift For this is when you prove yourself To be the loving, caring soul Who likes to share your meagre wealth.
You have a list of all the names Of friends and relatives you know Because they're sure to buy for you The strain of keeping up does show Perhaps they're happy with the thought That some one cares enough to send Glad tidings of The Saviours birth The One on who we all depend.
So let us radiate the truth Of what this time is all about A baby born of meagre means Who lived to serve the down and out With all the money that we waste The greed and gluttony portrayed Brings shame upon The Son of man His life and work we have betrayed.
Cement is very handy, It does all kinds of jobs Solidifies your buildings and other bits and bobs It gives a firmer footing , a wall around your place Cement is truly wonderful, a Godly given brace.
Only if you mix with sand, and gravel for some strength You get a strong consistency so it will last the length By joining it with water, the process is complete Ingredients in harmony, a team that’s hard to beat.
Foundations are important, they have to hold the weight And God has got the muscles, to hold the building straight A stream of living water, will make the mixture cure Hold you upright in the winds, your life will be secure.
So give yourself to Jesus, the mix that is so tough He has the way to keep you firm, when you are in the rough The pressures may be mounting, buffeted by the gales He will keep your building strong, you’ll live to tell the tale.
Beneath the mask you’re wearing, There lies a crumpled heap, A mass of contradictions, That you're desperate to keep, If only people knew you, A heap of sin and shame, They would surely shun you, They wouldn't be to blame.
As you keep on sinking, Into this pit of guilt, The devil has the victory, With all the lies he's built, God doesn't want to know you, He wouldn't waste His time, So carry on your life of fear, Slide deeper in the slime.
God loves you very deeply, He wants to hold you near, To bring light to your darkness, And banish all your fear, Through Jesus you have power, To change your sense of worth, And be just as He wants you, His child of joy and mirth.
Standing on a hill were two beams called Mercy and Grace Yes, an old rugged cross that ordained the sky It is on that hill where Jesus asks us to come To the Cross - where He died for you , and I.
It was there that our sin nailed Jesus to the Cross His body , held by nails to those wooden beams Crowned, " King of Jews ", as his head was adorned But it was Jesus, the Savior , who came to Redeem
His body - yes broken , on that old wooden cross Yet He went, even knowing our sin , the reason why As He gave His life as a sacrifice for us all The cross - Praise God, only a means for his body to die
For when His breath was taken one last time and His body no longer living as a man it was there on the Cross - on that lonely hill that Jesus Christ became the " Great I Am "!
Yes, a Royal Crown was made for our King adorned in jewels bright and rare for it was made for the Holiest of All Yes, it was made for my Redeemer to wear
There is Healing for the tattered soul a body , broken over time by the enemy's plan And only God alone can bring true rest and that's by the touch of His grace - filled ,hand
Resting in Him is the only way to find hope as you come to lay down with the Lamb, and close your eyes for that's when His Presence comes softly to cover all pain and He sings over you , His soft and tender lullaby's
Yes, Jesus, bring me rest Laying down at Your feet to be made complete , and whole and because of the gentle soothing of a Father's Love today I know Your complete healing will be for each tattered soul.
With the Spirit and the power To God, this is my prayer that I bring all my thoughts I lift to the heavens Yes I've come before the Redeemer and King
Through times of trial, and or weakness We know our Savior is always waiting there bringing peace in the times of our darkness surrounding us with His gentle love and care
He will come to meet you when your "quiet" softening the heavy spirit you wear of the day Our God will lift you up into the arms of His bosom because our Abba hears the words of others who have prayed
So just come and rest in the presence of our Father just soak in the Holy Spirit, and all He can do even resting . in the heaviness of your spirit because God is your Strength as He carries you through.
From these mountain peaks to the lakes bottom floor From the dense forest to hillside's open plains Heavens above where clouds roll on by I am reminded that this is the mystery of how God reigns
From the quiet sounds outside of a birds lonely cry each sound a reminder of all that I've gained from each battle fought this week, both day and night Yes, I am reminded of the mystery of why God reigns
From what I left behind , to the thread of hope I have from the cleansing of sin to redemption I have gained From walking out of sin - heading to His state of Grace Yes, I am reminded of the mystery of how my God reigns
Yes, my hope is in the One whose Thread remains His Thread of Hope toughened me when in fear and pain and bound with gratitude of all that He's done I know I am reminded that my God will always Reign
If you understood the ceaseless love I have in My heart for you Love that forgives so many things Through Jesus that I view Then you would know that I chose you With all the faults you carry You are the one whom I adore With you I want to tarry.
Perhaps you are afraid of Me You think that I am stern Look at Jesus, He is Me My anger doesn't burn I want to spend My time with you Come quickly to My throne I am your Father, you're My child I can't leave you alone.
Why did you bother asking Me To come into your life Why did you bother asking Me To help you with your strife You let Me in your creaking door And left Me in the hall While all you did was shun My help And built another wall
Do you want to honour Me By opening your doors Trusting in My healing hands To soothe your weeping sores Or do you want to be the ones The world can call it’s own Following the path to death You reap what you have sown.
Hello God,it's me again I've learnt another way To come into Your courts of praise Each and every day I've dropped all the pretending My shopping list of greed I aim to come, just as I am A hopeless case, in need.
It's You I want, not just Your help I've always missed the truth I joined Your top insurance scheme And then stood back, aloof But now I know it's not enough To hang around Your gate I've got to get to know You Lord Before it is too late.
Lord, I am like... A leaf blowing in the wind Scattered here and there, never to return. Never to leave.. Hanging tight to the familiar The everyday pattern of existence. Free to be who You say I am... To sail across the sky, both far and near high or low. Cool, crisp, sharp. Ready to meet Your day, Lord Beginning its descent into my faith Finding new horizons to settle upon Finding new things to grasp onto. To let go of. Leaves, crumbling, crumbled, crushed. Many areas of uncertainty. Broken pieces unknown to any other person. Pain, hurt, frustration. Turmoil turning to new growth. New joy.. New ideas… New life… Jesus Soft beauty, full of gold wanderlust Yellow, brightness. Orange! Fulfillment! Has it arrived yet for me to see and experience? Has it sparkled with age, with indescribable beauty? Has change turned to knowledge, pouring forth into? Peace and love brought about to your sight? New goals, new dreams. Could this be the new leaf? Continuing to scatter here and there But with new hope, new thoughts, new times ahead? Old times of brokenness inside Never to return, never to cause new pain. A leaf never to be the same…
Money is a powerful drug
It tends to rule our life
Always handy when it's there
Absence causes strife
People live and die for it
There's never quite enough
What's the answer to it's lure
The power of the stuff.
All our needs have been provided
By His action on the cross
Perfect love will drive out fear
We only need to have One boss
Hand your money back to Him
With guidance learn to give
Then you'll surely have enough
To live a life you love to live.
And find in life a better way, a fresh gait on narrow path that leads to gold. And see before and not behind, and touch the delicate waft of heaven beyond the smell of ash. And hunger, while the gluttons smirk, for the wine of eternity.
Remember when the world was good We fully took a part And we could manage on our own Without a change of heart We were strong, embracing all The joys that life portrayed As long as we enjoyed our lot Then this is where we stayed.
Thankfully, we saw the light And altered our direction We realised that all our gods Were lacking real perfection We learnt that far from being strong The human mind is weak And had to relegate ourselves To someone less unique.
So in our weakness, we are strong A vessel needing change Which comes from God, The only source Who loves to rearrange The sinful, weak and hopeless soul Who trips on every stone We cannot do it by ourselves We need His help, alone.
Come and stand in the Cleft of the Rock where there is more than your eyes can see there is something sweeter than a honeycomb and He came to heal both you and me
His soothing balm comes to cover you his love, like a diamond smooth and rare He comes to revive the weary one in pain Yes, our Father's peace, is always there
Oh to the bosom of the Rock we'll go to the One who trades our pain for life anew He who pour's out His fragrance upon our heads yes, its Jesus , who will heal us , through and through
May He pour His love on you, like a covering of joy and may His fragrance fall like a refreshing rain Just come and rest in the " Comforter " who is our Rock Yes, He is there waiting to bring joy in the midst of your pain
Yes, Love pours from the sturdy Rock His provision of life given to all who believe As you offer your pain, your sorrow, your joys to Him Sister, in the healing - its His love today, you will receive..
beneath the peaceful towering oak
we sleepishly glide through the breeze of twilight
breathing in the last of cool summer air:
quiet thoughts replenish my weary soul
echoing come, sit, rest with me,
untangle from the chaos of the day.
the two of us, together, in moon-made silence
watch evening settle over dusty distant fields;
earth's parched dirt, rises up, crumbles
the rose petal's fragrance dissipates with season's end;
sounds of today whirl around me.
I pause, listen, head bowed
a child's sleepy whisper of prayer
drifts through the solemn hush of neighboring yard;
praise His name,
His word endures forever
I'm wrestling with the ice cream Inside this soft scoop box My spoon is bent,my patience spent I'm trying to outfox The barrier before me To get my just dessert I'll hack at that unyielding mass No matter what the hurt.
But hey,where is my patience Why don't I let it melt Surely it will taste the same If time and me both dwelt Perhaps this is my problem Too hasty in my ways A Martha living in my skin To be a Mary pays.
So if I wait upon The Lord Instead of rushing it And let us melt together In a fusion,we will knit A tasty time of bonding And one that satisfies Oh Lord,please give me patience To delight in Your surprise.
Where is the peace That you know I'll provide Why from My presence Do you want to hide Have you decided To go it alone Into the danger Of journeys unknown Surely you're safer With Me by your side Keeping a watch As you pause to decide It's me or the devil For that is the choice Be careful My loved one Take heed of My voice.
Lord, I see Your face in every sunrise I see it in the depths of the deepest sea I see it in the mountains of Your Holiness Lord, I've seen it, on the Cross of Calvary
Even as I look into the deepest shadows O Lord, Your face, it's always in full view even in the darkest hours of a moonlit night it's Your Peace that flows between me, and You
So as I look up to the stars in Heaven where Your Majesty is on full display the color of each sunrise showing off His wondrous beauty Oh Lord, there are no words to adequately say
But I'll come to lift my hands in worship to the One I love so very much I'll bask in the beauty of God's Awesome Glory as it falls down on me, with a gentle , filling touch
Yes, just come O Lord Jesus with the deep filling of Your Spirit , deep inside Come and surround me with all Your Glory Oh God, in Your Presence I want to always hide
So with every new sunrise that comes to greet me and the colors of the morning extends over time, earth and space It's in that awesome display of my Savior and Redeemer that we will see the Color of God's Beauty , face to face
Lord, it was You who set the boundaries of earth in the creation of summer rains, and winter snow it was You that created both life , and breath Yes, it's been You ,that follows me wherever I go
And in everything that has been created of Your hand whether created for reason , or maybe , just for fun We know , O God, You're the One who Reigns above For on the Cross, the Victory has been won
Oh Great is Your Love, that has been given to me Love , more Powerful than raging winds, or stormy seas O Lord, as I lift my eyes to where You sit on the Throne I am humbled ,that Your Love , has reached even me..
Reading Psalms 8:3-4 , today, was the inspiration behind this prayer poem .
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