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NO GREATER LOVE!
- Jesus,
lover of my soul
- In His Grace I am brave and
bold,
- His beauty I behold
- Proclaiming it to the world
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- Troubled
thoughts are no more
- For He lives inside my door,
- Walking on the seashore
- He is my gore
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- I
am delighting in my
Lord
- For He is El Shaddai –
Almighty God,
- His right hand is my Rod
- His word is my two-edged
sword
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- Dark
shadows have flown away
- In my Lord there I stay,
- My love for Him must never
stray
- From earth to heaven, He is
the way!
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Written by Sheriff Ali October 21, 2007 12:07pm
Est.
- AUTHORS COMMENTS
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The union that subsists
between our souls and the person of our Lord, is a narrow
pipe through which a thread-like stream may wind its way, it
is a channel of amazing depth and breath, along where
glorious length a ponderous volume of living water may roll
its floods!
WITHOUT GOD! STILL WATERS
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Without
God, we are legends in our own mind
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Certainly, the blind leading
the blind
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Never wanting to be sublime
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High on worldly things, drugs
and wine
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No
comprehension that “Still Waters” run deep
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Miserable we are even in our
sleep,
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Sunlight is radiant, but we
only see a peep
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Sinking in miry clay, feet
after feet
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If
this be your predicament today
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Remember what the Lord did
say,
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Come my child, kneel and pray
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I would remove your dismay
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Still
Waters will begin to run again
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You will enjoy the sunshine
and the rain,
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Shadows and darkness from
you, He would refrain
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Life will go on, but without
the strain!
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Written by Sheriff Ali October 21, 2007 11:36am Est.
AUTHORS COMMENTS
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The heart is as insatiable as
the grave till Jesus enters it, and then it is a cup full
to overflowing. There is even a fullness in Christ
that He alone is the believers all. The true saint is so
completely satisfied with the all-sufficiency of Jesus he
thirsts no more – except it be for deeper draughts of the
living fountain.
SEE HOW IT SHINES!
- In
the darkness pain was all around
- No one to help, not even a
sound,
- Evening shadows fell so hard
- No comfort to make me glad
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- Tears
began to overflow my eyes
- Suddenly, an unseen hand
wiped it dry
- I heard the words, “You are
not alone
- In my father’s house you have
a home
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- Sail
on son of mine
- See how your future shines,
- You dreams are being
fulfilled it is stealing apace
- Though life’s been rough, you
have won the race
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- So
sail on into the peace you earned
- It was through affliction you
have learned,
- My love for you will never
die
- And you know the reason why!”
Written by Sheriff Ali October 21, 2007 12:54pm Est.
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AUTHORS COMMENTS
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We have gone through many
trials, but never to our detriment, always to our advantage;
and the conclusion from our past experience is that He, who
has been with us in ninety-nine troubles, will not forsake
us in the hundredth!
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