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Written on September 2, 2024
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Isaiah 44:3 For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground: I will pour my spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing upon thine offspring:
Could it be that our seed are – not only our children, but the seeds we plant for Jesus, seeds of faith, seeds of grace, seeds that are watered by prayer and praise?
Afore death stills me, I’ll praise Him
remembering His love and grace
I’ll sing His praises amid each hymn,
He brings a peace time won’t erase
When the time comes, I’ll leave this life
Afore death stills me, I’ll praise Him
Knowing His light will leave no strife
His endless love and light won’t dim
Without Him, the future looks grim
I’m so thankful to know the King
Afore death stills me, I’ll praise Him
His praises I’ll eternally sing
Hear my song, praising on and on
My cup’s flowing over the brim,
I’ll praise til’ my last breath is drawn
Afore death stills me, I’ll praise Him
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2024
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