The Face Of The Lord

Oh, how beautiful are the things You have made!
Your voice is great, yet intricate.
Your works are vast, yet precise.
Your art is creative, yet perfect.
What You have made is beyond what the eye can see—
Much is not understood, and even more is yet to be discovered.

Can our minds contain the knowledge of the Lord?
Can a creation have the understanding of it’s Creator?
Certainly not.
We cannot fully see His fingerprints,
Let alone grasp His hands.
We struggle to hear His voice,
Let alone fully know the face of the Lord.

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My Anxious Heart

My God calms my anxious heart;
He sustains my inner being.
He brings peace where the enemy works night and day to start war.

He brings victory where the world fails;
He brings success to the weak so that He may be glorified.

No darkness suppresses the Light of the Lord;
His flame cannot be vanquished.

His Spirit does not grow weary;
No task is too great for the hands of the Lord!

Thank You, Lord, for loving me…

Thank You, Lord, for loving me,
For always holding me near.
When walking with me and talking with me,
You keep me far from fear.

You show me ways that I can grow to be more like You;
You teach me, Lord, that I may know how to love as You do.

You guide me through every stormy night;
You lift me as waters rise.
You keep me on the path that’s right;
You lead me by Your eyes.

You see beyond what I can see,
You know my every need.
You have a plan laid out for me—
Who You’ve created me to be.

You remind me that I’m not an accident,
A failure, or mistake.
Where I am I have been sent,
I am here for others’ sake,

To spread Your love and gift of life amongst the lost and broken,
To bring peace amidst the strife—
Share Your forgiveness of our sin.

 

 

Follow His Hand

Who brings peace with strife?
Who settles conflict with anger?
Who can have the love of Christ and not share it with a stranger?

Who succeeds by being idle?
Who gains without a purpose?
How can we achieve, without His Spirit inside us?

What good is worry, that we hold it so dear?
Who adds to their life, while drowning in fear?

We can all give our best, but what will it achieve,
If still we do not let our God take the lead?

To function the intricate way He has planned,
We must follow His example—the Ways of His hand.

 

Lord Over All

How great is our God who is Lord over all!
You cannot count the number of His days;
His time cannot be written down.
His arms stretch far out;
His height and width cannot be measured.
At the sound of His voice mountains tremble;
At His command storms will rest.
All of mankind shall bow at His feet;
His children will rejoice and be glad!

Exalt The Most High

Exalt the Most High over all the earth;
Praise the Holy One whose love endures forever!
His foundations do not crumble;
His throne will forever stand.
He brought Himself down so that our cost can be paid;
He took pain upon Himself so that we can be set free.
He alone is worthy of our worship;
On our knees we bow before Him.
Never can we repay Him for what He has done;
The victory He gives we will never deserve.
Yet still He invites us in;
He calls us to accept His love.
To the broken and hurting He offers a place at His table;
He serves and gives gifts to each one.
There is no other god or friend such as this;
No, not one can be accounted for!

The Perfect Way Of Our Lord

You, my Father, bring to me what is good;
You keep me in a safe place.
You know the way that is right;
Night and day You guide me.
When my feet start another path,
You bring me back by Your correction.
When my legs start to fail me,
You lift me up and set my legs straight.
Your love, oh Lord, provides direction;
Your wisdom sets me on the perfect way.