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.
While others may look to the world,
I find refuge in You.
The lessons I have learned in life
Have shown me what is true…
The hope and comfort, too,
I have received from You alone.
There’s no good without You.
Despite all I pass through,
I know that You will hear my cry.
My soul’s refuge is You.
Preserve me, O God, for in you I take refuge. I say to
the Lord, “You are my Lord; I have no good apart from you.”
I turn my eyes toward heaven,
My heart sings out to You.
Though I am weary, I rejoice
For You have brought me through.
I seek to rest in You
Knowing that I will find the strength
To rise and start anew.
That You’ve called me to do.
Each one a chance to serve others
And bring glory to You.
My heart sings out to You.
In You I have all that I need
To rest and to renew!
The Lord preserves the simple; when I was brought low, he
saved me. Return, O my soul, to your rest; for the Lord has dealt bountifully
with you.
I stand within the bounds of earth,
My feet on shifting sands,
And any hopes I have in life
Are resting in Your hands.
It comes in, wave on wave,
But I will hold on to the faith
That those You’ve called, You’ll save.
Our soul’s You will restore
When we have crossed from this life’s storms
To rest on heaven’s shore.
As the waves thunder in,
To know You have a place reserved
For me without my sin.
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord,
plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.
There’ve been a lot of angry words
And deeds that match their tone.
I think we need a golden rule
Reminder of our own.
Let them be born of grace,
Knowing you also need kindness
Offered in anger’s place.
That which we truly need,
A kinder word than we deserve,
Great forbearance, indeed.
As they ought to treat you.
Too often we strike out in rage
Before we’ve thought it through.
For those who follow Him.
We cannot truly love the Lord
With hearts bitter and grim.
“So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do
also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets.
This sweet golden blossom is a gift from DE. Thank you, D!!
The quiet promises of hope,
Of joy amidst the pain,
The sound of raindrops on the roof,
Sunlight woven in rain.
But still sweet hope remains,
For He who called us to be His,
In majesty, still reins.
Which darkness can’t contain.
Thus, in sorrow we still rejoice,
Light sparkles in the rain.
Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy!
I love to sit, to just be still
And ponder who You are,
How vast the mind, the heart, the hand
That numbers every star.
And my mind can’t contain
How vast and various the works
Displayed in Your domain.
A bird, a cloud, the sea,
But even such small things as these
Awe and inspire me.
The rugged and the strong,
Each one unique in their own right,
Settled where they belong.
And shaped them to that need.
Each detail perfectly in place
To assure they succeed.
The things I cannot know,
And rejoicing that He who does
Controls life’s ebb and flow.
The Lord is high above all nations, and his glory above
the heavens!
Your will, not mine, that is the hope
That I will walk into,
For all of heaven and the earth
Answer, alone, to You.
Until things fall apart,
Then we call out to You for help
From the depths of our heart.
As it obeys Your voice.
The day draws near when earth also,
Will obey and rejoice.
By our own grand design.
Oh Lord, I pray my heart heeds You,
That Your will becomes mine.
And by Your will I’ll stand.
Then, when it’s time to call me home,
I’ll rest within Your hand.
Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is
in heaven.
I‘ll keep my eyes fixed upon You
As I walk through each day,
For there is no path I can’t walk
If Your light marks my way.
And called us to follow.
Therefore, I’ll keep my eyes on You
So I know where to go.
Your lessons are my light.
If I keep heart and mind on those
I’ll walk the path that’s right.
Despite life’s distraction.
I’ll hold on to all You teach me
Until my journey’s done.
I will meditate on your precepts and fix my eyes on your
ways.
When Caesar crossed the Rubicon
History took a turn.
Now we have a river to cross,
Or a bridge we will burn.
When we, also, must choose,
Do we cross over the river
Or burn the bridge, refuse?
History’s due a change,
But there are those who stand to lose
Power in the exchange.
For me, I seek a third option
To joyously pursue.
I plan to walk into the flow,
Living water from You.
This world is wracked by strife,
But it is in His grace alone
That we’ll find a new life.
Nor burn the bridge across.
I’ll stand in the water of life
That pours out from His cross.
Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out
of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’ Now this he said about the
Spirit, whom those who believed in him were to receive, for as yet the Spirit
had not been given, because Jesus was not yet glorified.
Try not to quarrel with the lost,
But speak kindly to them,
And by that grace seek to lead each,
Once more, to follow Him.
To squabble and to fight,
Hold to the healing in His Word,
The peace found in His Light.
Then lay them in His hand.
It’s always kinder to let go,
Than badger and demand.
That we can know or share
Can turn a heart made out of stone
Into one formed to care.
Who won’t return that grace.
Walk humbly with the Lord knowing
His plan is still in place.
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?