Friday, September 14, 2012

Bring joy to your servant, Lord, for I put my trust in you. 
~Psalm 86:4~

Thursday, September 13, 2012

So Abraham called that place The Lord Will Provide. And to this day it 
is said, "On the mountain of Lord it will be provided". 
~Genesis 22:14~

And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast. To him be the power for ever and ever. Amen. 
~1 Peter 5:10-11~

Thursday, September 6, 2012

If I ever needed grace it's now.....You are strong when I am weak somehow...

our stronghold


The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah.
~Psalms 46:7~

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

daily


Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears our burden,

the God who is our salvation. Selah. ~Psalm 68:19~

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace...


Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send Thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.

Friday, August 31, 2012

Those who hope in Me will not be disappointed.  ~Isaiah 49:23~