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.
You are the hope to which I cling,
The joy that lifts my heart
When everything seems to go wrong
And my world falls apart.
My peace within travail.
I count myself blessed beyond words,
For often my words fail.
I’ve friends and family,
But, when the pushing comes to shove,
You’re where I want to be.
The truth, the way, the light.
Beneath the shadow of Your wings,
I sing in my delight.
for you have been my help, and in the shadow of your
wings I will sing for joy.
I stand in silence in the dusk,
The night is on its way.
Still, I hold no fear of darkness,
For You rule, either way.
And called forth dark and light.
To this day, it is still Your voice
That governs day and night.
I do not walk in fear.
In dark or light, I will not quake,
For I know You are near.
Whether by moon or sun,
And I will praise You for Your Light
Until my journey’s done.
He will cover you with his pinions, and under his wings
you will find refuge; his faithfulness is a shield and buckler. You will not
fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day
My heart is humbled by Your grace,
The mercies You’ve shown me.
I find myself lost, not in awe,
But in humility.
Of the mercies You show,
And yet You fill my days and nights
With more grace than I know.
I used to overlook.
That is, until I stopped to see,
And that’s all that it took.
And a place I can sleep.
You gave me reasons to get up,
And promises to keep.
Those who needed me there,
And helped me recognize how much
Of Your love I can share.
Can bring me close to You,
And being still with someone else
Will help them grow close, too.
And those I thought small, too.
It turns out they’re more vast, by far;
Through them, I’m more like You.
Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in
humility count others more significant than yourselves.
This sweet photo of a group of Zebras caring for each other is a gift from AC on her trip to Africa.
The morning dawns within a mist
So thick that I can’t see,
Yet that mist will soon fade away.
The same applies to me.
Just that I’ll do my best
To serve the Lord and trust in Him
To handle all the rest.
About what lies ahead,
But half my plans fall by the way
Before I’m out of bed.
All of my plans are frail.
I choose to plan, but understand,
That His plans will prevail.
What tomorrow may hold,
But I have faith in He who knows,
And that faith makes me bold.
yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is
your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or
that.”
Sing to the Lord with all your heart,
Whether in joy or grief.
Sing to the Lord in your delight,
Or sing to seek relief.
Sing in hope and delight
That you have risen in the dawn
To rejoice in the light.
Lift up a song of praise
That He will guard you as you sleep
Beneath the moon’s soft gaze.
For comfort from the pain.
Sing when He lifts you from despair,
For His peace will remain.
And praise Him every day,
For His love is everlasting.
It will not pass away.
Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints, and give
thanks to his holy name.
O kingdoms of the earth, sing to God; sing praises to the
Lord, Selah
I’ve walked through darkness, now and then,
And I prefer Your Light,
So, I’m doing my best to stay
Right here, within in Your sight.
Though troubles come my way,
For I know You always see me
And listen when I pray.
While walking through this life
And keep my eyes fixed on Your Light,
Whether in joy or strife.
And that’s what I will do.
For I know, living in Your Light,
Means I’m living in You!
I have come into the world as light, so that whoever
believes in me may not remain in darkness.
The great and mighty claim power,
That they can never own,
For all the power and glory
Are His, and His alone.
The winds move at His will.
Though man may see himself as great,
All glory is God’s, still.
Work hard at all you do.
Let all the glory that you seek
Be for Him, not for you.
As if it were for Him,
The work we do is of value,
And not done on a whim.
Rejoice in all you do,
And don’t let mankind’s vanities
Distract or distress you.
Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not
for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your
reward. You are serving the Lord Christ.
My path was not always easy,
Yet I was not alone.
At first I didn’t understand,
But understanding’s grown.
So, too, have I been told
That He will always walk with me
Though this world’s dark and cold.
For He is close to me,
And close to Him’s the only place
That my heart longs to be.
But I know that He’s near,
For I find I can face what comes
With more faith and less fear.
But He who loves me knows,
And He will stay close by my side
Wherever this path goes.
“It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you;
he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.”
I see the anger in the world
And shake my head in shame.
For I know we are called to share
His grace and not our blame.
When we ought to refrain.
We seem to forego all kindness
And let anger remain.
Better still, what is lost?
For anger, carried for too long,
Levies a brutal cost.
The joy of each day’s grace,
And sears the heart with its poison.
Of love, it leaves no trace.
The damage that’s been done,
Until we turn to find a friend
And learn that we have none.
Set quarreling aside,
And find a way to walk in peace.
In His mercy, abide.
to speak evil of no one, to avoid quarreling, to be
gentle, and to show perfect courtesy toward all people.
You’re my refuge, my hiding place,
When troubles come to call.
You are the greatest strength I know
When my back’s to the wall.
I try to stand up and be strong,
But, when my strength grows weak,
I call out to You for shelter
And for the peace I seek.
I know I’ll make it through,
For my hope rests not in myself,
But wholly, Lord, in You.
And I will sing Your praise,
For You’ve sheltered me in Your grace
Through all my hardest days.
But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them ever
sing for joy, and spread your protection over them, that those who love your
name may exult in you.
The photo of this handsome fellow is another sweet gift from ATF!