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Your Call

As I stand upon this mountain,Lord, I pray to do your will, You've called me to your purpose, And my answer I'll not fear. I don't know about tomorrow, But I know that you'll be near. As I stand upon this mountain,Lord, I hear your call so clear. Lord,I feel so unworthy, To do my Fathers will, And I've failed you so often, Then I think of Calvary's hill. I gave my heart and soul to you, I proclaim to always be true. As I stand upon this mountain,Lord, The only view I see is you. The view from this mountain,Lord, Your hand hath made, As I answer your call, I will not be afraid. For I seek not for gain , But to ease your peoples pain, And I know this path is true,Lord, Because this call was made by you.


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Could You Use Some Help Today

There's so many times I call on you for the needs of the day, Day or night you are always there when I kneel down to pray. So I thought with all the things you do I'd just call on you to say, Is there anything I can do for you to help you out today. If someone's having troubles I'd be willing to volunteer. If they need someone to listen I'd gladly lend my ear. If they're lonely, sick, or dying I'd be the friend they need that day. With all the work that's facing you,Lord Could you use some help today. I wonder if there are any times you feel you need to get away. I wonder if some prayers to you you would like to just delay. I know you are not the kind of God who will ever be dismayed, But I offer to you, that I'm willing to do whatever will help today.


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Christmas Again

Here it is Christmas again, My,how time gets away. It seems like last Christmas, Was just yesterday. All that rushing here and there, Trying to get ahead, Trying to plan the menu, So everyone can be fed. The tree needs decorating, The mistletoe hung in place, There's visions of being far away, But that would be a disgrace. So, I set about the difficult task, Of shopping here and there, With aim of finding the perfect gift, Though my budget's in despair. There's cards to mail, To my list of friends, In hopes they won't be late. Gifts now wrapped,under the tree, Ends torn, cause kids can't wait. I wonder, as I sigh, if the Lord Shakes his head when we celebrate, This most glorious gift in all the world, We seem to under-estimate. It appears when Christmas comes to mind, Santa now holds the rein, We've pushed aside the true meaning, Of why Jesus really came. Peace, love, and good will to all, Is worth more than we can say, For they are worth more than all the gifts, That are opened on Christmas Day. Yes, Christmas again will soon be over, In only a few more days, There's comfort in knowing, We've one whole year, Before it again comes our way. Though rushed and tired we're overcome, By the hustle of the season, Lest, we forget why we celebrate, Jesus is the reason.


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My Time To Pray

I awake in the morning at the breaking of day,
I go out for you see it's my time to pray.
With the quietness all around me his voice i can hear,
As i walk thru the dew, I feel his presence so near.
All the beauty i see how can one say he's not real,
For his handprint is seen in every flower, tree, and hill.

"lord, you are my sunshine that helps me to grow."
"lord, you are my refuge when i need a safe place to go."
"lord, you are my shelter when life isn't fair."
"lord, you are the friend i can talk to, because i know that you care."

"i treasure each morning, lord, i spend with you,
Your strength helps me face each day i go through,
I can't imagine how I’d make it without all that you do,
It's a pleasure each morning, lord, just to spend it with you."


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He Shelters Me With Care

When I'm down and my troubles overtake me, And I can't understand just what to do, I feel so small and He's so far up above me, I wonder can He really see and hear me,too. My hope, I call on Him to listen, For, I know His answers will be true. On Him I pour my troubled soul, For I know He's in control, In the shelter of His wings, He'll see me through. Oh,hallelujah, praise His name, what a Saviour. When I call on Him He's always there. I have no doubt that my prayers, He will answer, For with His wings He shelters me with care. We're living in an age of self-destruction. Satan seems to be in control everywhere. So many lives have been shattered and broken, Yet, as Christians it seems we do not care. I know it won't be long 'till Jesus comes again, Our heartaches and troubled lives will disappear, But until then I'll keep my eyes upon my Saviour, Cause with His wings I'm sheltered in His care.


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Step Aside

Sometimes there's situations When you have to step aside. There is nothing more that you can do, Though it's hard to realize, That maybe you are in the way, And standing in between, Sometimes you have to step aside, Before God will intervene. His work, he can do better, If there's no one in the way. There's only so much we can do, And so much we can say. For He is so much greater, On His assurance, we can lean. Sometimes we have to step aside, Before God will do anything. Yes, there will be heartaches, When you have to step aside. God understands you, And He will be your guide. Just place it all in His great hands, By your side He will abide. He knows that you still love the one, For whom you've stepped aside.


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My Dear Sister

I recently lost my dear sister, She's now found a brand new home. No darkness of sin or pain enters in, With our loved ones, she's joined round Gods throne. Where Jesus, the light, makes heaven so bright, She'll live for eternity, And when I'm called home, we'll join round Gods throne, Where together we'll always be. Oh! What joy she's having in heaven, Hearing Vestal, Howard, and Glen. Why, there's Jake and George. Oh, what a noise! As they're sing a brand new hymn. With James, Rex, J.D.,and others she loves, As Anthony plays on a new baby grand, She's in heaven, just being in heaven, For,their music goes on with no end. There'll be no darkness in heaven, For Jesus is the light, As each soul joins with him, The worlds darkness grows dim, As the view up ahead shines so bright. When we're welcomed up there There'll be no compare, To the beauty of heavens array. As I walk on this path, toward Jesus, at last, I know I'll see her again some sweet day.


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Leaves Of Memories

Buds are opening on a tree,
Showing their colors of pale green.
As sun and rain flow through their veins,
They stretch their shape as with growing pains.

The warmth of the summer brings forth maturity,
A dark green color now dresses the tree.
Regal and strong she bends with the sway,
As she conquers the storms that come her way.
The wind scatters her seed all over the ground,
Her seedlings will be many when next year comes around.

As nights become cooler, her true beauty unfolds,
The green of her color is now beautiful gold.
When winter overtakes her and shatters her leaves,
Within each is lost precious memories.
She now stands alone , this regal old tree,
A testimony how life sometimes must be.


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Hall Of Fame For Daddy's

          She came here on a day most unexpected,
          And he took her up and held her in his arms,
          Yet,in him she felt the strength she needed,
          In his heart he vowed to keep her safe from harm.

          It didn't matter what she said she wanted,
          Cause to him she was the apple of his eyes,
          Though the things she asked for wasn't that important,
           She could always count on daddy to supply.

           He taught her a side of life that mama couldn't,
           Things like warmth,strength,and security,
           Though to him she didn't always seem to listen,
           But what she learned from him, she taught her family.

           There ought to be a hall of fame for daddy's,
           Created in the likeness of God,
           And heaven help us always to remember,
           That the hand that made the cradle,
           Strengthens the world.
           


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Wounds

It takes a wounded oyster to make a precious pearl.
You can cut a faded flower,
And the bush will bloom once more.
It takes a life that's suffered, to make a heart of gold.
That's how God makes special lambs that are part of his fold.

Wounds that hurt for healing is where God wants us to be.
It's the scars that come from battle,
That are proof for all to see,
That no matter your situation,
There is one who understands.
For Jesus bares a scar in each palm of his hands.

If your heart has been wounded from so much adversity,
And the scars are a reminder of how your life use to be,
Let Jesus loose the ties that bind you,
Only he can set you free.
For to him you are more precious,
Than all the pearls in the sea.

                                                                                                                        


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