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.
I can’t recall what day it is,
Or what I planned to do.
This really was one of those days,
But this I know is true…
And sing my praise to You,
Then when the sun is going down
I’ll sing them all anew.
I’ll make a point to raise
A song of praise and rejoicing
To You through all my days.
And I’ve made it my choice
To praise Your name to all the earth.
I’ll sing out and rejoice.
Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice.
The ending of each week, it seems,
Finds me weary and weak.
Yet, it is Your peace, not my rest,
That my heart and soul seek.
And healing for what aches.
When my mind needs restoration,
Your peace is all it takes.
Until I want to weep,
But I am never far from all
The peace my soul can keep.
And listen for Your voice.
Then peace, and rest, and healing grace
Fill me and I rejoice.
Finally, brothers, rejoice. Aim for restoration, comfort
one another, agree with one another, live in peace; and the God of love and
peace will be with you.
Life’s a breeze, I have heard it said,
Just hoist anchor, set sail.
The problem happens when that breeze
Becomes an outright gale.
But, when the wind turns rough
And the keel tilts into the waves,
A blithe heart’s not enough.
As each tempest moves through,
For I have seen Him calm the waves
For me a time or two.
And felt my fear abate.
Thus, when the horizon grows dark,
I don’t just sit and wait.
Of thanks knowing He’ll hear
That my trust still rests in His grace.
I sail in faith, not fear.
And he awoke and rebuked the wind and said to the sea,
“Peace! Be still!” And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. He said to
them, “Why are you so afraid? Have you still no faith?”
My life has never been tidy,
The pieces all in place,
But when I stand amid my mess
I still can see Your grace.
And guard me while I sleep.
Your promise to keep loving me
Is one I’ve seen You keep.
Unless I start with You.
You are my anchor in each storm,
The light that leads me through.
When some days get too wild,
But each time that happens I hear
You say, “I’m here, my child.”
And You always will be.
I don’t think I’d be standing here
If You did not love me.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in
believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.
I feel a little lost these days,
So much pain everywhere.
Although it isn’t mine, I still
Feel the weight of despair.
Too many tears are shed.
They are not mine, yet still I grieve
And wish them peace instead.
And tears will dry one day,
But until then I’m saddened that
All I can do is pray.
I feel it in my heart
And I am grateful that You can
Complete what I can’t start.
And bind them with Your grace
Until they heal enough to let
Your peace take the pain’s place.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
There is no light that shines on earth
As brightly as the grace
That is embodied by the love
Of my Savior’s embrace.
From sorrow or from fear.
I may not feel His arms as flesh,
But I know He is near.
Nudging me back on path.
He corrects my rebelliousness,
With mercy, not with wrath.
His blessings amaze me
For they pour out without ceasing.
They’re everywhere to see.
And I hope everyday
To reflect His grace as I can
To others on my way.
In the same way, let your light shine before others, so
that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in
heaven.
He did not save us based on works,
Nor was it based on worth.
He did not save us based upon
Our status at our birth.
His choice to offer grace
To those of us who follow Him,
His word and truth embrace.
That’s restored our value.
There’s nothing we can do to make
Our broken souls brand new.
And serve Him with delight,
For He has love and grace enough
To set your wrongs to right.
who saved us and called us to a holy calling, not because
of our works but because of his own purpose and grace, which he gave us in
Christ Jesus before the ages began
Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to
me? Or do you begrudge my generosity?
A rose from a summer long past
Blooms in my memories.
Though I may grieve for those I’ve lost,
I will hold on to these.
And grief tears at my heart.
Yet, all those memories of joy,
They’re still the better part.
But more so does knowing
That they’re rejoicing at the throne
Of heaven’s gracious King.
Or hold instead onto
The promise that death holds no sting
For those who’ve lived in You.
And wipe my tears away.
For though I still feel sorrow now,
I will rejoice one day.
So also you have sorrow now, but I will see you again,
and your hearts will rejoice, and no one will take your joy from you.
I think I went astray again,
I seem to every day.
I set out, fixed upon Your path,
Then get in my own way.
That I should not have said,
Or had a thought that had no place
Being heard in my head.
There’s no “might have” at all
I will confess I did it, Lord,
And You, You saw it all.
Is not born of Your grace,
And is, therefore, an attribute
That I should not embrace.
And fix my eyes on You.
Help me to guard my words and thoughts
In all I say and do.
Much to my great dismay,
But, when I hear You call me back,
I won’t get far astray.
To the Lord our God belong mercy and forgiveness, for we
have rebelled against him and have not obeyed the voice of the Lord our God by
walking in his laws, which he set before us by his servants the prophets.
I hear the words of false prophets
And my heart aches for those
Who listen and who then follow
Where each false prophet goes.
With each and every breath
They twist It and they hide Its truth
With lies that lead to death.
Are following the call
Of him whose only purpose is
To assure mankind’s fall.
That mark the easy way,
Are all intended, in the end,
To lead us far astray.
Their truth’s the better one.
Turn back from that path to the dark
And seek again the Son.
And many false prophets will arise and lead many astray. And
because lawlessness will be increased, the love of many will grow cold.