It will disappear with the wind
If it is something I want to make believe
Unless it is God-breathed
If it is his will
And of this, I’m convinced
I no longer need to see the evidence
Tag: prayer
Don’t be a Crybaby
He will always respond to a repentant heart with grace
But come to Him with an argument
and you’ll fight and kick to defend your case
“Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.” Hebrews 4:16
Overruled
With a contrite heart, I come before You
Confessing all I’ve tried to control by my will.
With my troubled mind, I’ve justified
With my sinful flesh, I’ve refused to be still.
I’ve hoped beyond all human reason
That Your hand would still provide
A way out of this wilderness
Out of the mess we’ve contrived
Is it Your grace I have hoped for
Or my selfish desires to come true
Is it Your plan I envision
Or am I forcing my plan on You?
Roll in with a thunder
Strike with Your mighty hand
May Your will be done, not mine, I cry
But not let my tears thwart Your plan.
A Prayer
Protect my mind from being blinded
My heart from growing cold
My feet from running toward evil
My hands from casting stones.
Seed of Faith
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.”
Alone Together
When I see You, nothing else matters
When I feel You, the rest of the world disappears
When You gently whisper to me
Contentment replaces all my fears
Let me hear Your voice
Let me feel Your embrace
Let it just be me and You today
Wisdom
Don’t give me earthly wisdom
Opinions flood in by the multitude
No the only wisdom I want
Is that which comes from You
Give Him Praise
Should there be any comfort in Christ
By His blood, should we be saved.
Should His arms ever hold us tight,
Then let us give Him praise.
Should our failures ever meet His grace
Should our tears be wiped away
Should our hope be restored again
Then let us give Him praise.
Should our lives reflect His name
Should we be rescued from our shame
Should He speak to our hearts each day,
Then Let us give Him praise.
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