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Beyond imagination
Is the infiltration
Of God's love for me.

The gift I treasure
Is love beyond measure
That God has for me.

The unseen hope
That helps me to cope
Is God's love for me.

Sometimes I wonder why
God's love doesn't die
When we are so disobedient.

I fall on my face
And I lay prostrate
To honor my God and King.

I have a strong desire
To be filled with the holy fire
Of living for Jesus.

How?

How can I get close to Him
When I am so deep in sin?
Who can take away my fears?
Who will wash away my tears?
Who can conquer the nations
Of condemnatoin, recrimination or damnation?
Who can heal the wounds in my soul?
Who can make me healthy and whole?
How can I ever get to heaven
When I fail again and again?

You do not know how many enemies I slay
When you bow before me to pray.
When you are in the darkest night,
I give you supernatural sight
And you will see the night turn into day
So you can walk on the path of my way.
You must be serious
Seeking me, to be victorious,
For I am your God, your Lord, your King,
And when you trust and obey me, I give you everything.

His Hands

God has such big hands
That He can hold people in all lands.
He holds us in His palm,
Turns our chaos into calm.
When He closes His fingers tight,
He gives us a chance to gain sight.
He spreads them apart a little bit
To let us have trials we won't forget,
So that our muscle of faith
Can become stronger to run the race.
I am a child of God
And don't think it's odd
That I have all I need
Since Jesus set me free.

Family Visit

We’ve been traveling all night long,
The darkness is turning into dawn.
The first pink blush of sunrise
Is showing in the eastern sky.
It was a quick visit so many miles away,
We had no money for a place to stay.
We saw my immediate family.
The years last together were three.
We met in the basement of a local church.
Everyone chipped in with the work.
The chefs can really cook.
The food was really good.
Some thought it weird to say a prayer
Over the food; they don’t seem to be aware
Of how much we have been blessed.
But I’ve been the same way, I will confess,
Until I met my best friend Jesus.
Now He’s the one I trust and in whom I rest.
There was much laughter and lots of talk,
So much news to be caught up.
There was teasing, which caused drama too,
When someone thought others were being rude.
It’s sad in some ways to see how we’ve aged,
And how some things just don’t change.
But I know we are full of the wealth
Of being alive, whether in good or bad health.
I was glad to hear someone say she can’t die yet
Because she has more to do, and she can’t let
Anything stop her from getting it done
So she can say this was the best race she had run.
So even though this trip made me so weary,
I’m glad I got to see my family.

Dedication of a Fortress

God is my fortress.
He is dedicated to me
As long as I follow His path.

He is my strong tower,
Where I run when I'm in trouble.
God is my fortress.

He keeps me safe.
He allows me to be tested
And stands dedicated to keep me free.

My fortress can't be seen,
For God is spirit, and invisible,
But He is dedicated to His children.

My fortress is invincible
And will never be torn down.
God is my fortress.

I am dedicated to my God.
I love Him because He loves me,
And as my fortress, He is dedicated to me.

I Didn't Talk to God Today

I didn't read my Bible today,
And I didn't bother to stop and pray.
Now I strongly feel I've gone astray,
Because I didn't talk to God today.

Everything seems to be going wrong.
I haven't even sung any songs.
No matter where I go, I don't belong,
All because I didn't talk to God today.

My face is closed into a frown.
Instead of up, my eyes keep going down.
My feet are no longer firmly on the ground,
Just because I didn't talk to God today.

Oh, Lord, for my failure, I repent,
For I know you are the one God sent,
And that to the cross you went
So I could talk to God today.

Thank you, Jesus, for setting me free.
Thank you for easing my misery.
Thank you for helping me to see
That I really need to talk to God today.

Repentance

When I'm on the wrong road,
And I don't know which way to go,
I need to turn myself around
So I can be planted on solid ground.

When I turn around and repent,
It isn't too late, for God will relent
And take me back into His arms
To keep me safe from harm.

When I turn from the things I've done,
When I turn and follow God's Son,
I gain supernatural sight
To see God's glorious light.

I'm not a clump of dirt or sod,
I'm a child of the living God,
And I have nothing to fear any day
As long as I walk on the path of God's way.

Jesus doesn't enter my heart by force,
But God's commandments will be enforced
Because they were carved onto my heart
When my life was given a new start.

So when I wind up on the wrong road,
There is one thing I absolutely know -
I must repent and turn my life around
So I can be planted on God's solid ground.