Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
My world has been shaken today,
And nothing I can do
Will mend or heal or change a thing.
Therefore, I stand in You.
And so much heartbreak, too.
I’ve wept and laughed and praised Your name.
Through all, I stand in You.
But this I know is true,
Easy or hard, You are my Rock.
Firmly, I stand in You.
That always brings me through,
And for Your peace within the pain.
Oh Lord, I stand in You.
Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be
strong.
The land was frozen, dawn approached,
But darkness still held on.
It planned to hold the day at bay
Until all hope was gone.
I saw a gull sail through.
It mattered not what the day planned,
He did what he should do.
And sailed across the sky.
The wind and cold could not stop him
From taking wing to fly.
Within the rising light,
And felt God’s Spirit stir in me,
Bidding my soul take flight.
Carrying forth His Word
To all who don’t yet call Him King,
And those who have not heard.
Despite winter’s cold bite,
Then I, too, will find faith to rise
And keep sharing His Light.
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I
have kept the faith.
My life may not be glamourous,
But it is filled with grace,
And I have lived life long enough
To praise You any place.
But You taught me to sing.
I’ll lift my voice up and rejoice
In all that wealth can’t bring.
Means more than gold to me,
For I find gold in each sunrise
That I am blessed to see.
And still have some to spare,
So, I am grateful for others
With whom I get to share.
And some green pastures, too.
It didn’t matter where I was,
I walked that road with You.
To friends and family,
And I find comfort in each day
That’s shared so lovingly.
That my soul could value
With half the joy and gratitude
For all I have in You!
He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the
Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly
with your God?
In times of worry or dismay
It seems all I can hear
Is an unending litany
Of everything I fear.
How much I have to lose.
And either choice made could go bad,
But still, I have to choose.
If He were not my rock,
The anchor holding me in place
Beneath each wave of shock.
I truly understand,
But I know He also holds you
In the palm of His hand.
When storms of doubt roll through.
Please hold in faith to His promise
That He is holding you.
For you have a third choice…
The storms have no authority.
Wait for His still, small voice.
And he said, “Go out and stand on the mount before the
Lord.” And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the
mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not
in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the
earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire.
And after the fire the sound of a low whisper.
I laid my sins before the Lord,
They numbered beyond count,
And He poured out His grace on me
Like a swift flowing fount.
Then shudder at the shame
That I could have lived such a life,
And still, His mercy, claim.
Would not just cast away
A world of sinners, scarred by shame,
Who chose to go astray.
Declared Him to be Lord,
I’ve watched those scars heal, one by one.
His mercy’s my reward.
When all my scars have healed,
All sin behind me, and His Light
Is completely revealed.
Praising Him, Heaven’s King,
For His forgiveness of my sins,
And not remembering.
“This is the covenant that I will make with them after
those days, declares the Lord: I will put my laws on their hearts, and write
them on their minds,” then he adds, “I will remember their sins and their
lawless deeds no more.”
All of the forces of evil
Sought to break Him on earth,
But He would neither bend nor break
Til He redeemed our worth.
And those He called by name.
Yet they could not smother the wick
That burned with His bright flame.
Nor when they answered Him.
Still, I stand here with faith I learned
By listening to them.
He stood in victory
Until He had bought absolute
Healing for you and me.
But my Savior held true,
And that’s why I, a mere Gentile,
Can hold on in faith, too.
a bruised reed he will not break, and a
smoldering wick he will not quench, until he brings justice to victory; and in
his name the Gentiles will hope.
He called the universe to life.
The heavens He secures,
While moon and sun both call Him King.
His steadfast love endures.
With rivers, swift and wide,
Then wrapped them all within the arms
Of the sea’s shore and tide.
A vast, varied array
That flourishes, each in its time,
And, in time, fades away.
Are blessed above them all,
For when they cry out, He hears them.
He answers when they call.
For He who holds the sun and moon
Resting within His hand
Holds them, as well, His love endures.
Praise Him throughout the land
to him who made the great lights, for his
steadfast love endures forever; the sun to rule over the day, for his steadfast
love endures forever; the moon and stars to rule over the night, for his
steadfast love endures forever
Be vigilant and guard your heart
For it has been foretold
That evil spirits, evil men
Will keep growing more bold.
Or lead us far astray
From the truth living in His Word.
Be alert, turn away.
And question prayerfully
The one who whispers promises
Of wondrous things to be
Away from the path laid
By all He taught, the blood He shed,
The covenant He made.
And keep your soul secure.
Be vigilant and guard your heart,
No false prophets endure.
Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the
spirits to see whether they are from God, for many false prophets have gone out
into the world.
Oh Lord, my heart cries out with joy,
Your name is on my tongue.
For I am blessed beyond belief.
Your praises will be sung.
Your peace I claim as mine.
Lord, I’m grateful to have a place
Within Your grand design.
A broken soul like me,
But I will follow, rejoicing,
For Your love set me free.
From mountain top to shore.
Through all the earth my praise I’ll sing
To You, whom I adore.
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth; break
forth into joyous song and sing praises!
He carried my sins far from me,
So why do I still call them mine?
You’d think I’d leave them in my past,
Not let them age like some fine wine.
To remind me of all my flaws,
The many times I willingly
Turned my back on His love and laws.
With strength and wisdom I will need
To stay on path and follow Him.
What I need most is to pay heed.
Yet it becomes breathtaking when
I found all my sins died with Him,
And, unlike Him, they’ll stay dead sin.
I need to stop holding to them
And turn my heart, my mind, and soul
To forever hold on to Him.
So why do I still call them mine?
I will surrender them to Him
And claim instead His grace divine.
For if these qualities are yours and are increasing, they
keep you from being ineffective or unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord
Jesus Christ. For whoever lacks these qualities is so nearsighted that he is
blind, having forgotten that he was cleansed from his former sins.