Wednesday, 30 September 2020

Hear My Song, Lord - Gaither Vocal Band

Hear my song, Lord
You fill me with music
Hear my words, Lord
You fill me with praise
Take this moment
I just can't waste it
This one is Yours, Lord
I give You this day
When am hungry
You feed me living bread
When I am thirsty
Water of life
I wil not fear
You real ways with me
Ev'ry need I have
You satisfy
Hear Your children, Oh Lord
We are lifting a praise to You
Let singing like incense now
Rise to Your throne
Come dwell in the place
Hollowed out for Your Spirit
Come make of our praises
Your temple, Your home


 

We Have This Moment, Today - Gaither Vocal Band

 

Hold tight to the sounds of the music of living
Happy songs from the laughter of the children at play
Hold my hand as we run
Through the sweet fragrant meadows
Making memories of what was today

We have this moment to hold in our hands
And to touch as it slips
Through our fingers like sand
Yesterday's gone
And tomorrow may never come
But we have this moment today

Tender words
Gentle touch and a good cup of coffee
And someone who loves me
And wants me to stay
Hold them near while they're here, oh
And don't wait for tomorrow
To look back and wish for this day

We have this moment to hold in our hands
And to touch as it slips
Through our fingers like sand
Yesterday's gone
And tomorrow may never come
But we have this moment today, we have this moment today

We all have this moment today

The Girl With Two Names - Max Lucado - Searching for Springtime

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Wednesday, 23 September 2020

More Than Ever - Russ Taff - The Isaacs.


 

When I started my journey in fresh childlike trust
I believed that the Lord's way was best.
I would read in His Word how He mothered the bird
And grieved when it fell from it's nest.
How I felt His delight when I chose to do right,
And I prayed I would not make Him sad.
We would meet on the way in the cool of the day,
What a pure sweet communion we had.

Oh, but now more than ever I cherish the cross.
More than ever I sit at His feet.
All the miles of my journey have proved my Lord true,
And He is so precious to me.

The road I have traveled has sometimes been steep,
Through wild jagged places of life.
Sometimes I've stumbled and fallen so hard
That the stones cut my soul like a knife.
But the staff of my Shepherd would reach out for me
And lift me to cool pastures green.
With oil of the spirit anointing my wounds,
There I'd rest by the clear healing stream.

Oh, but now more than ever I cherish the cross.
More than ever I sit at His feet.
All the miles of my journey have proved my Lord true,
And He is so precious to me.

Is Love's Old Sweet Story too good to be true?
Do you find all this hard to believe?
Has the cruel world we live in so battered your heart
That the hurt child inside you can't grieve?
I can't say I blame you.
I've been where you are.
But all I can say is
It's true!
You're wanted,
You're precious,
You're the love of His heart,
And the old rugged cross was for you.

Oh, but now more than ever I cherish the cross.
More than ever I sit at His feet.
All the miles of my journey have proved my Lord true,
And He is so precious to me.