You are near to the broken hearted
You are near to those lost
Your faithfulness to us
Came at a great cost
You don’t see our iniquity
You don’t see our faults
Your Son paid that price
On the cross
We live in a world
Where questions abound
Doubt seeps in
And hopelessness is found
But Your Word and truth
Gives hope
Your voice and forgiveness
Helps us to cope
Every moment brings a new promise
A new sunrise and change
Every prayer makes us feel heard
And gives us hope for the next day
I have a seed of faith
And oh how small it feels some days
But You say a seed is all I need
To move mountains as I pray
So here we go little seed
Show me the way
Matthew 17:20
He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”
It’s taken me captive
Been ruthless and cold
Gripping my heart
Unwilling to let go
I’ve pressed on despite it
Used it to grow
Gotten used to its presence
And welcomed it home
It’s had purpose, made gains
Inspired me to change
Been my friend, left me slain
My daily reminder, my pain
2 Corinthians 12: 8-10
8Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
This is not the path I had in mind
These are not the troubles
I would have designed
But my easy roads
would never have known
The beauty your paths have shown
so I will trust in you
Pride quiet yourself
You will not be entertained
Suffer silently through
your offense and inflated pain
Regret you’ve been replaced
This is no longer your domain
You ruled uselessly for years
Now turn and go on your own way
And last but not least
I am abandoning you fear
For all the missed opportunities
You caused me while here
1 Corinthians 13:13
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
I am the woman at the well
The sinner thrown to her knees
The woman wiping perfume with her hair
Mary, Martha – and the rest of these
I am the thief on the cross
Zaccheus and a Pharisee
Judas, a friend and a traitor
I am the least of these
I am Saul as he was blinded
I am Mary at the open grave
A witness on the road to Damascus
By my faith, I have been saved
Luke 7:47-48, 50
47 “I tell you, her sins—and they are many—have been forgiven, so she has shown me much love. But a person who is forgiven little shows only little love.” 48 Then Jesus said to the woman, “Your sins are forgiven.”…
50 And Jesus said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.”
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