Gift-wrapped

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I bundle up my entire being and offer it to You, my loving God.

I trust in You for everything, Father.  Don’t let me down; don’t let sin win out over me.   I know You won’t fail anyone who clings close to You.

The wicked ones will hang their heads in shame for the evil things they do.  Let me see your character, Father; teach me more of You.

Gently surround me as You disclose the reality of Your being,
for You’re the One and only God. I linger always for Your presence.

Father, remember me with Your gentle mercies of love, for they go way back to my beginnings.

Wipe away the foolish evil things I did when I was young, and with a loving heart, break bread with me, for You are all good and righteous.

Almighty God is upstanding and the mighty One; He will show people their sinful ways.  He will show mercy to those who are sorry for their wrongs. He will instill in them the good things of life. God is loving, kind and steadfast to those who live righteously.

For Your sake, Father, forgive my sins, for they are numerous.

Who doesn’t stand in awe of God? He knows how to lead everyone in His ways to instill in them a peaceful spirit.

His heirs will be blessed with the land. God remains with those who honor him. He will let them know what he expects of them.

My focus lies on my God, for He will rescue me from the pit.

Look on me and have mercy, for I am desolate and ill at heart.

My problems are getting worse. Oh, save my life!

See how sinful I am. Forgive my sins!

Many people seek to harm me; see how they despise me and are cruel.

Protect me and rescue my life. Don’t forsake me, for I trust You.

Wrap me in Your integrity and uprightness, for I wait for You.

Ransom Your people Israel, Lord, and free them of their burdens.

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Shalom

PRAISES

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Mighty God, While Angels Bless Thee

~Robert Robinson, 1774

 

Mighty God, while angels bless Thee

May a mortal sing Thy name?

Lord of men as well as angels,

Thou art every creature’s theme.

 

Lord of every land and nation,

Ancient of eternal days,

Sounded thru the wide creation

Be Thy just and endless praise.

 

Brightness of the Father’s glory,

Shall Thy praise unuttered lie?

Break, my tongue, such guilty silence!

Sing the Lord who came to die.

 

From the highest throne of glory

To the cross of deepest woe,

All to ransom guilty captives;

Flow my praise, forever flow!  Amen.

The Blood in Bud

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The Blood in Bud

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“It’s spotless; that’s the one!”
Bellowed the most High Priests.
The lamb was lifted to the sun
An offering for the feast.

Bleats and bells choked with dust;
The throng gasping in awe.
Behind the veil, the ransom must
Complete the atonement law.

The Priest sprinkled the blood
Upon the altar of God.
Forgiveness appeared in bud,
Dispersing all sins abroad.

The Son’s blood was shed
Heart and spirit forsaken
A life taken in my stead
My soul did finally waken…

God’s love song fills the air:

“Unto you a Savior is born; a Sacrifice offered so rare.
Holy blood the altar adorns–May your souls be reborn!”

One Seed

Young Mother Kissing Infant

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You are my brother, sister, mother

No matter what the creed

My aunt, uncle, or my father

We started from one seed

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You’ll never walk alone, my friend

We’re all just family

Take my hand, my heart, my all

Love will show the way

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God commands us love him first

Then love our fellow man

He sent his Son to put down sin

And let his glory shine.

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May God bless your heart and soul

Accept his gift of love

Christ is the ransom for your sins

Believe, be born again!

Day 4 NaPoWriMo

Rebirth

©Jeanne E Webster

“It’s perfect; that’s the one!”

Shouted the most High Priest.

And the lamb that was chosen

Was handed him for the feast.

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Bleats and bells mixed with dust

As the throng waited in awe;

Behind the veil, the ransom must

Complete the atonement law.

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The Priest sprinkled the blood

Upon the holy altar of God.

Forgiveness appeared in bud,

Dispersing the sins abroad.

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The Son’s blood was shed

Heart and spirit forsaken.

A life taken in my stead…

At last my soul did waken.

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God’s love song fills the air:

“Unto you a Savior is born;      

A Sacrifice offered so rare.       

Holy blood the altar adorns

Your soul has been reborn.”