Not One Of Them Will Fall

 

Oh Lord, You see even small things
That happen every day.
The sparrows in the cedar trees
Sing with joy as they play.
 
As tiny as they are, I know
They rest within Your hand,
And not a feather hits the ground
That isn’t as You’ve planned.
 
So, You have said it is also
With my head’s every hair,
That’s why I sleep in peace each night.
I know that You are there.  
 
No sparrow falls outside Your sight,
And it’s also been said
That You know the number in full
Of each hair on my head.
 
As I’ve grown older I find joy
In knowing, most of all,
That You are watching me all day…
For that’s how fast they fall.
 
Those little sparrows have sweet chicks
And each add to the count,
But, at my age, my hair thins fast,
A swiftly flowing fount.
 
I know I’m being silly, Lord,
As I’m inclined to be,
But I’m grateful Your eye’s on both
Those small sparrows and me.
 
Matthew 10:29-30
Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered.

Renew In Me

 

I’ve walked this earth for many years
And seen all kinds of sin.
There have been far too many, Lord,
That I’ve partaken in.
 
Yet, I have returned to the fold
Of my Shepherd’s mercy,
And I would ask You, by Your grace,
To cleanse my sin from me.
 
Restore in me a loving heart
And a forgiving mind
That I may offer others, Lord,
The same mercies I find.
 
Teach me once more to seek Your will,
Let go my restless soul,
That I may never lose hold of
The peace that makes me whole.
 
Renew me, Lord, and cleanse my heart
Remove from me all stain.
May Your Light reflect from my soul
And no darkness remain.
 
Psalm 51:1-2,10
Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love; according to your abundant mercy blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin!  Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.

Little Chores, Great Blessings

 

You’ve kept me busy through the days
And I’ve slept wearily,
But I count each day to my joy,
Blessings You’ve given me.
 
I know I’m not called to great things,
And that suits me just fine,
Because I love the little chores
That You’ve set to be mine.  
 
The day-to-day labors of love,
All those helped on the way,
Are such great blessings in my life.
They mean more than I say.
 
Thank You for knowing me so well,
And those things I do best.
I may be weary by day’s end,
But grateful to be blessed.  
 
James 1:17
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

Within My Father's Hand

 

I stand upon a windswept shore
And watch the waves roll in.
There’s peace in being still with Him
Far from the worldly din.
 
The sound of wind, of rushing tides,
The songs that nature sings
Refresh in me the hope, the joy
That only His touch brings.
 
I love the songs the brethren sing,
The sharing of His Word,
But when I sit alone with Him
He’s more easily heard.
 
I need the comfort of the church,
But there are always days
When I seek time with Him alone
To talk, listen, and praise.
 
I know that He is always near,
But, in life’s rush and roar,
I find it harder to hear Him
Than on a windswept shore.
 
That’s why I come down to the sea,
Where the waves wash the sand,
And find the peace I need the most
Within my father’s hand.
 
Philippians 4:6-7
do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

My Daily Bread

Please give me, Lord, my daily bread,
The bread that feeds my soul.
For that is the food I need most
To keep my spirit whole.
 
You came to be the bread of life,
Each word You spoke feeds me.
Without Your Bread my hungry soul
Would wither rapidly.
 
I wake with craving in my soul,
As dawn appears each day,
To spend time with You in Your Word
Til hunger fades away.
 
My body may need nourishment,
But my soul just needs You.
Please give me, Lord, my daily bread,
For nothing less will do.
 
Matthew 6:11
Give us, this day our daily bread,
 
John 6:33
For the bread of God is he who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.”
 
Matthew 4:4
But he answered, “It is written, “‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.’” 

Your Will Be Done

Why is it that we sometimes feel
What we prayed went unheard,
When scripture tells us, without doubt,
That God would hear each word?
 
I’m not a scholar or a saint,
But what I’ve come to find
Is that we read the bible in
A human frame of mind.
 
We hear “ask and you will receive”,
But miss the bigger goal.
He knows much more than we can know,
The picture, great and whole.
 
With that in mind, we need to pray,
“If this works with Your will…”
Then we must trust His greater plan
Is working for us still.
 
Even before He faced the cross
God’s only precious Son
Prayed to forgo brutal death, but
“Your will, not mine, be done.”  
 
You know God heard His Son’s prayer,
But for our redemption
He had to walk into that death.
Through God’s will, grace was won.
 
Sometimes the answer is just, “No”,
Sometimes it’s so much more.
Though He knows our heart’s strong desires,
There’s often more in store.
 
Therefore, seek His will when You ask,
Knowing that, come what may,
His plans are built upon His love,
And He hears when you pray.
 
Matthew 6:10
Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
 
1 John 5:14-15
And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us. And if we know that he hears us in whatever we ask, we know that we have the requests that we have asked of him. 

What Did I Just Do?

 

I lift my prayers up to the Lord,
Each sorrow, fear and care,
Then, when I’m done, I pick them up.
I can’t just leave them there.
 
I ask Him to heal what I can’t,
To show me where to walk,
Then say thank You and go my way…
I sure do talk the talk.
 
I think He must just shake His head
And chuckle when I pray,
Knowing He must work around me,
Cause I’ll be in His way.
 
He formed the mountains and the seas,
The stars answer His call,
And here I sit, heart raised to Him…
Until I hit recall.
 
He knows I trust Him more than life,
But that I’m also me,
So, I know He is not surprised
By how I tend to be.
 
I’m grateful that He still listens,
And, though He rolls an eye,
I know He’s there to help me through
Despite how hard I try….
 
Psalm 112:7
He is not afraid of bad news; his heart is firm, trusting in the Lord.
 
Psalm 37:5
Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him, and he will act.

Turn Back To Him

 

Each one of us has, at some time,
Turned our backs on His grace
In pursuit of some desire
That we’ve sought in His place.
 
For those sins we have each been judged.
Though we turn back to Him,
The punishment for selfish pride
Is eternal and grim.
 
It’s for our sake He took the cross
To die on calvary.
He paid the price earned by our pride
And set our lost souls free.
 
We all must weigh that sacrifice
Upon our hearts each day
That we might keep our eyes on Him
And not be led astray.

 
Hold out your hand to those you know,
And those met on the way,
That they, too, may walk close to Him,
Not drift further away.
 
This world is full of distractions,
But none of such value
They’re worth losing sight of the grace
That His love bought for you.
 
Hebrews 3:12-13
Take care, brothers, lest there be in any of you an evil, unbelieving heart, leading you to fall away from the living God. But exhort one another every day, as long as it is called “today,” that none of you may be hardened by the deceitfulness of sin.

His Black Sheep

 

Though I may be called a black sheep,
My sins have been washed clean,
For, while I was lost in that sin,
I did not go unseen.
 
He did not see my sins, just me,
The lost lamb He held dear.
When He called me, I turned to Him
With no more doubt or fear.
 
My Savior saw me, forgave me,
And called me by my name.
Now, all the mercy my soul needs,
Through Him, is mine to claim.
 
I may still be called a black sheep
By those who knew me then,
But He still sees me as He did
When He cleansed me of sin.
 
Romans 5:8-9
but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God.

Family, Travel and Blessings

 

The road was long before us, Lord,
But Your grace brought us through
With lots of joy and family
And praises raised to You.
 
We gathered there to celebrate
The new couple to be
And all the little additions
To the family tree.
 
We spent the weekend rejoicing
Then once more hit the road
Carrying with us in our hearts
The blessings You’d bestowed.
 
You brought us safely home, at last,
Our travels, now complete,
I take my thanks, my joy filled heart,
And lay them at Your feet!
 
Psalm 91:11
For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.