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  • Poetry

    Still I Will Praise You

    Still I Will Praise You

    When the thunder roars
    And the lightning flashes
    And the rains pour down –
    Still I will praise You

    When life doesn’t go
    The way I think it should
    And I sit and cry –
    Still I will praise You

    When evil abounds
    And darkness floods in
    And truth is hard to find –
    Still I will praise You

    When things don’t make sense
    And I feel so alone
    I will exalt and worship You and –
    Still I will praise You

    Amen

  • Poetry

    My Jesus

    My Jesus

    He died for me
    Upon a tree
    To bring me life
    To set me free.

    He bore the pain
    And all the shame
    To make me whole
    I’ll never be the same.

    He opened His arms
    With a heart full of love
    My precious Savior
    Sent from my Father above.

    His love is everlasting
    His mercies never cease
    He watches over me
    And brings me peace.

    What can I say?
    To this One who loves me so much?
    The One who redeemed me
    To be His own.

    Yes, He’s chosen me.
    I ask myself “why?”
    Yes, why me?
    A lowly sinner.

    WHY does He love me?
    HOW can He love me?
    Why does He care so much
    About me?

    © 4-15-99 – 10:51 a.m.

  • Poetry

    WOMAN

    WOMAN


    Matthew Henry

    Woman
    was made from the rib of man
    she was not created
    from his head–
    to top him
    nor from his feet–
    to be stepped upon.
    She was made
    from his side–
    to be equal to him;
    from beneath his arm–
    to be protected by him;
    near his heart–
    to be loved by him.

  • Poetry

    How Long?

    How Long?

    How long, O Lord, how long must I wait?
    How long before my prayer reaches Your ears?
    How long before You move Your mighty hand?
    I know that You see ALL that is going on.
    Why do You sit there as if it’s nothing?
    How long?
    How long?
    How long, O Lord?

    © 7-22-08 @ 6:27 p.m.

  • Poetry

    Praise

    Praise

    I will praise You O Lord
    My Rock and my Strength
    The horn of my salvation

    I will tell Your story
    Of how the mountains
    Crumbled and shook
    At Your presence.

    For You alone
    Are the Mighty One
    You alone
    Are God Most High

    You are Mighty
    And powerful to save
    Blessed by Your Holy Name!!!
    Hallelujah!

    © 2-26-08 @ 4:11 am

  • Poetry

    In Time

    In Time

    His voice thunders from above
    Speaking to the ones He loves
    Have faith in Me, trust Me
    In time you will see.

    There is a reason
    for all this madness
    A purpose
    for all this sadness
    In time you will see
    In time you will know
    The “why” for all this woe.

    © 3-12-09 @ 7:03 pm

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