We excuse sin, we allow it
We think we know what’s best
We minimize it’s consequences
We trivialize it’s effects
We defend sin
We excuse it based on needs
We fail to see participating
Only plants new seeds
Turn away! Eradicate it!
Before it’s roots take hold
Turn away, even run!
Before more sin’s conceived.
“The iniquities of a wicked man entrap him; the cords of his sin entangle him.” Proverbs 5:22
I went in with the lions
And yet came out alive
Unscathed to tell the story
Of how and by Whom I survived
Clearly not by strength
Not by my wit nor guile
But because the Lord, He fought for me
And always wins the battle
“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14:14
19At the first light of dawn, the king got up and hurried to the lions’ den. 20When he came near the den, he called to Daniel in an anguished voice, “Daniel, servant of the living God, has your God, whom you serve continually, been able to rescue you from the lions?” Daniel 6:19-20
The wounds inflicted
have reached their end
The nightmare had purpose
Before it began
The darkness there
I may not comprehend
But yesterday is gone
And will not come again.
Rejoice in that which can’t be taken away
His promises for each new day
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28
Still it’s there
One glimmer of hope
That comes to me when I sing
No matter what surrounds
My joy is found
When I offer praise
To my King
Shout for joy
You speak to me
You answer my prayers
Sing it out loud
You, my Savior, are my friend
You carry me and teach me
Leading me home til the end
Beyond comprehension
Too great for words
Your love is amazing
What a joy to know you, my Lord
On a cross
You died for me
With my life
May I bring glory to Thee
May I sing You a song
With all of my heart
Praising You tenderly
I bow before Your throne
Beyond comprehension
Too great for words
Your love is amazing
What a joy to know you, my Lord
You are my Creator
Creator of all things
You hold me in Your arms
And bless me beyond measure
You are intimate and Holy
And You know my name
You’ve made me Your child
And I’m forever Yours
Beyond comprehension
Too great for words
Your love is amazing
What a joy to know you, my Lord
March 2003
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