Back On My Feet
God will supply my need each day, while in my bed I humbly lay,
The surgeon has finished his end, now healing time I must spend.
He helps me not to grimace or pout, as God works all things out.
And although the pain is truly real, God’s healing touch I can feel.
While in recovery where I had to lie, Mercy, God began to supply,
As that pain began to subside, God’s Grace could not be denied.
Resting in God’s Mighty Hand, steadfast, I did continue to stand,
All the pain I know I should feel, was truly absent from the ordeal.
My recovery’s now been reduced, for The Lord’s Grace is loosed,
On my body God began to shower, His Grace and Healing Power,
Guiding the surgeon’s hands first, God gave me His healing burst,
As God’s healing power is poured, upon my body, to be restored.
Now back on my feet days prior to, a target date I originally knew,
Prescribed by the doctor God led, God speedup recovery instead,
And even the doctor was amazed, while back to health I am raised,
Raised up by The Lord over all, my progress put my doctor in awe.
Now to my Lord I joyfully raise, heartfelt thanks and tons of praise,
Almost back to normal long before, it was stated I’d see that door;
I praise God for His Grace and Love, as I praise my Lord up above,
Who saw me through a dark time, because I am His and He is mine.
(Copyright ©10/2010)
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Healing Hand of God
The Lord to me has revealed, from my illness I’ve been healed,
From that cancer, deep inside, this, the doctor has not denied,
What was said to be incurable, is now removed, by God’s Will,
Stating that, I am now cancer free, for The Lord has healed me.
For when my body was diseased, my Lord above was pleased,
To touch my body in that state, to heal my body along the wait,
Upon my Lord’s healing touch, as God loves His own so much,
Always faithful to each one of us, as we follow our Lord, Jesus.
It could seem God may hesitate, while for Him we patiently wait,
But God moves in His own time, by His decreed, eternal design,
A design involving each one of us, who in God, place their trust,
As from God, it is understood, all things, work out for our good.
My healing is all for God’s Glory, as He takes my doctor’s story,
Using the doctor’s medical skill, in accordance with Christ’s Will,
This is also part of our Lord’s plan, to touch an unbelieving man,
Who has been used by The Lord, though by him, God’s ignored.
As I lift up to the Lord, my praise, for carrying me all these days,
In all, the doctor is able to see; he too, can be healed spiritually,
That the doctor, can really rejoice, along with me, with one voice,
As to him, The Holy Spirit reveals, it is The Lord, Who truly heals.
(Copyright ©06/2011)
His Healing Process
The Lord is doing a mighty work, as His Spirit does more than lurk,
As the doctors, for me strive, with their medicine, to keep me alive,
As the work of God may overwhelm, the doctor who is at the helm,
While doctors deal with my infirmity, that our human eyes can’t see.
However, The Lord knows and sees, each of my body’s infirmities,
As the doctors deal with the known, from the tests they are shown,
While the staff with this is dealing, God above is doing the healing,
Moving me ever closer to the end, of my present battle dear friend.
The doctor indeed seems impressed, as my condition is assessed,
As my condition betters each week, to bright, from what was bleak,
For I am closer to being healed, far from what was initially revealed,
Being told that in two years ahead, I would be much closer to dead.
But, new health God has granted me, just how much I’ve yet to see,
Now my health is being restored, through the doctors, by The Lord,
Slowly, but surely I can say, God is giving me more hope each day,
Hope as I see my Lord and God, leading the way with staff and rod.
In His mercy, He has shown His face, guiding me daily in His Grace,
As my Lord leads me in this trial, He’s by my side, there’s no denial,
He’s in the process of healing me, so that many other souls will see,
My Lord’s Grace, with His Power, as I progress, every day and hour.
(Copyright ©06/2011)
My Walk Of Faith
As doctors pump me with medicine, prescribed for me by mere men,
The Lord my God is at the helm, adding to their staff a Divine Realm,
Guiding the staff in my recovery, of a disease a human eye can’t see,
As The Lord God works to deliver, me, from a cancer now in my liver.
Traveling on an unexpected journey, my Lord and God is holding me,
And as God holds me in His hand, I’m exceeding all they understand,
For the fact this day I feel wonderful, goes against their common rule,
Regarding what they have detected, I feel much better than expected.
As a Medical Field looks for praise, there’s a question I need to raise,
As the doctor’s staff race for a cure, where is the Lord in their picture,
Sure the doctors by God are used, as their medicine in me is infused,
However is this the entire story, when indeed God deserves the glory?
As the doctors continue on with me, through their prescribed therapy,
Dear friend, if and when I’m restored, it shall be ordered by The Lord,
For The Lord is the ultimate Healer, and God alone, shall will the cure,
For I am not in this all alone, as God guides doctors from His Throne.
For me, this is truly a walk of faith, as I am being led by God’s Grace,
His Grace, sufficient for every day, as God walks with me all the way,
And with His Grace, my feet are shod, as I walk this journey with God,
Who shall get the praise ultimately, here on earth and through Eternity.
(Copyright ©02/2011)
Mercy on me
My body now worn and riddled with pain
FATHER have mercy on me, LORD have mercy on me
Your hand on my life even before my first breath
FATHER of my life, LORD of the wholeness of my life
My life entirely in Your hands
I do not question why my suffering
FATHER Your healing hands on me, LORD Your healing hands on me
My faith and trust in You always
FATHER the author of my being, LORD Your grace upon me
No blame, my life is in You
Your Grace keeps me from long lonely nights
FATHER Your presence comforts me, LORD Your peace in me
Loneliness will never defeat me
FATHER of everlasting love, LORD Your sacrifice in love
Humbled, I surrender to You
Though my breathing becomes harder
FATHER Your breath in me, Lord Your life in me
My eyes become dim, and life escapes me
FATHER, the giver of life, LORD, the healer of my being
Your healing in me, now and forever
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Till We Get The Healing Done
Down those old ancient streets
Down those old ancient roads
Baby there together we must go
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till youre satisfied with your life
And its running right, and its running right
Till you deal with the poison inside
Sometimes youve got to sit down and cry
When you deal with the poison inside
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till you feel the tingle up your spine
Till youre satisfied and youre mine
Till you feel a tingle up your spine
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till you live in the glory of the one
Till you live in the land of the sun
Till you feel like your life has just begun
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we dwell in the house of the lord
Till you dont have to worry no more
Till you open a brand new world
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till it makes you feel alright
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till you know you live in the light
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till you look at the mountains every day
Till you wash all your troubles away
And you live right here in the day
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Oh till its truth and its beauty and its grace
Till youve finally found your true place
Till you know your original face
Till we get the healing done
Oh child, till we get the healing done
Oh when everythings going right
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till youre living in the light
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Oh when you feel it, when you feel it in your soul
Baby, and you really know
That you reap just what you sow
When we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till you know that its working every time
Till you work it out in your mind
And you know it straight down the line
Till you get the healing done
Oh make no worry till we get the healing done
Oh we gonna go back, back to our favourite place
Oh look at it again
See it all through different eyes
When we get the healing done
Oh when we get the healing done
Oh were living for the grace of the lord
Baby feel so good about it all
Oh give thanks every day
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Oh baby, baby till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Baby you got to stay
Till we get the healing done
If it takes to the break of day
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
You got to stay all night long
Till we get the healing done
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Parenthesis of Praise
With one dark period well behind, there is another door ahead,
But I must keep heart and mind, fixed on Jesus Christ instead;
For He led me through the trial, being Savior and Lord over all,
And because of God, no denial, that today I now stand in awe.
God put a parenthesis in my life, when all my life was so calm,
While in that trial led by Christ, His Grace was my healing balm;
And today I stand restored again, shortly after the darker days,
To boast of Christ, before all men, lifting to God, all the praise.
None will stop me from my boast, in each time God will afford,
While in the hearing of all not most, as I praise Christ, my Lord;
What God’s begun, He’ll finish, as I enter through the next door,
And my praise will not diminish, as His Grace will surely endure.
When the next door, I go through, as trials and burdens change,
In an experience altogether new, Jesus Christ remains the same;
Although the unknown lies ahead, on the path I know nothing of,
By The Good Shepherd I’ll be led, in God’s Grace and His Love.
All praise that now fills my heart, shall remain as I carry through,
As God’s Peace will not depart, and His mercy each day is new;
When in the presence of all men, when I reflect upon these days,
Speaking of that time, back then, it’ll be a Parenthesis of Praise.
(Copyright ©10/2010)
A Prayer For All My PH Friends
Dear Lord
I praise and thank you
for the gift of life and love
the gift of wisdom and discernment
the gift of prayer
I praise and thank you
for the gift of friendship
In a very special way,
i surrender to the throne of your grace
the concerns of my PH friends
who shared their time and talents
to this humble servant of yours
I lift up to you, My Lord
the problems they have encountered in their daily lives
Complete physical healing, financial healing
Emotional, spiritual and healing of relationships
In their missions to establish your kingdom
Cover them with your most precious blood
Knowing that you are an answering God
I praise and thank you for in faith
In Jesus name..Amen
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Strength From God
As more darkness looms ahead, I will look to my Savior instead,
For God’s strength, one more time, in this trial, not of my design,
And as God’s done before, strength He’ll supply and much more,
As God leads me through the night, in His strength and His might.
My own endurance through this trial, will not last, there’s no denial,
God’s resources, I can’t deplete, so in God, my strength’s replete.
With His strength He gives peace, that, from God, shall not cease,
As He’s helped me in past days, He’ll strengthen me to His praise.
Though weak and frail, I may be, that strength that God grants me,
Helps me through minute to hour, not through mine but His power,
Divine power, He extends by grace, for each and every trial I face,
Through the strength of The Lord, I know my ways will be restored.
Through my own strength I would fall, but, He is Lord God over all,
Over all the ways, within my life, as I follow The Lord, Jesus Christ,
Who guides me each and every day, lighting even the darkest way,
By God, dark days are not ignored, for I’m led by Christ, my Lord,
When I am weak, He is strong, so following God, I can’t go wrong;
Grace God sends by His design, into my life, at just the right time,
So never is it too early or too late, as for God’s grace I never wait,
For He Who cares so much for me, is The Lord God, over Eternity.
(Copyright ©02/2011)
Psalm 150
Praise the Lord of the morning
When the sun rises from its sleep
Praise the Lord for His excellent greatness
For His beauty makes me weep
Praise the Lord when the darkness falls
And the moon rises high above
Praise the Lord for His majestic glory
And His everlasting love
Praise the Lord in the winter
When the snow falls on the ground
Praise the Lord for His glorious presence
When we stand upon holy ground
Praise the Lord of the summer
When the days are warm and long
Praise the Lord for His magnificent splendor
And the saints shall sing a new song
Praise the Lord of the springtime
When the blossoms on the tree
Praise the Lord for His holiness
And for the Blood that set us free
Praise the Lord of the Autumn
When the leaves fall to the ground
Praise the Lord for His faithfulness
And that His grace abounds
Praise the Lord when your happy
And there's a smile upon your face
Praise the Lord for His mercy
And for His saving grace
Praise the Lord when you're in despair
And your pierced by a fiery dart
Praise the Lord for HIs loving kindness
That restores your broken heart
Praise the Lord with your last breath
As you lie upon your bed
Praise the Lord for His promises
To raise you from the dead
Praise the Lord for all eternity
As you gather around His throne
Praise the Lord for His incredible beauty
As you worship Him alone
Let trumpet, harp and timbrel praise
And dance before the King
Let all with breath praise the Lord
And with their voices sing
Hallelujah to the King of Kings
We worship and bow down
We sing to you forever more
And we will crown Him with many crowns
poem by Frank McEleny
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Lord, I give you all my praise. (To the tune of down at the cross)
O Lord, My God, I give you all my praise
You have cared for me all my days
You have comfort and strengthen me
Lord, I give you all my praise.
Yes, God has been good to me.
God has been so good to me.
Yes, God has been good to me.
Lord, I give you all my praise.
O’ Lord, My God, to you I lift my hand
You will bless me right where I stand
You will guide me along the way
Lord, I give you all my praise.
Yes, God has been good to me.
God has been so good to me.
Yes God has been good to me.
Lord, I give you all my praise.
O Lord My God to you I sing my praise
I surrender and beg for your grace
Please O’ Lord, forgive all my sins.
Lord, I give you all my praise.
Yes, God has been good to me.
God has been so good to me.
Yes God has been good to me.
Lord, I give you all my praise.
O Lord, my God I need your help today
Please send some aid quickly my way
Problems are so bad I can hardly pray
Lord, I give you all my praise.
Yes, God has been good to me.
God has been so good to me.
Yes, God has been good to me.
Lord, I give you all my praise.
O Lord, My God, thanks for all you have done
You have empowered me to overcome
Now, I can claim my battle as won
Lord, I give you all my praise.
Yes God has been good to me.
God has been so good me.
Yes God has been good to me.
Lord, I give you all my praise.
poem by Reginald Walker
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Healing Rain
Healing rain is coming down
It's coming nearer to this old town
Rich and poor, weak and strong
It's bringing mercy, it won't be long
Healing rain is coming down
It's coming closer to the lost and found
Tears of joy, and tears of shame
Are washed forever in Jesus' name
Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
To be washed in Heaven's rain
Lift your heads, let us return
To the mercy seat where time began
And in your eyes, I see the pain
Come soak this cry heart with healing rain
And only You, the Son of man
Can take a leper and let him stand
So lift your hands, they can be held
By someone greater, the great I Am
Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
To be washed in Heaven's rain
To be washed in Heaven's rain...
Healing rain is falling down
Healing rain is falling down
I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid...
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Extending God’s Unending Grace
By the world we’ll be denied, but God, our Lord, will provide,
Grace to every one of us, who knows The Lord, Christ Jesus.
Saved from sin, once defiled, we stand anew as God’s child,
And by the Grace He’s supplied, in God’s Truth we can abide.
Now as God’s child and an heir, God’s Grace we are to share,
With men who may not know, God above, who loves them so,
And sent His Son, in their place, all supplied, by God’s Grace.
That they also, may believe, and from God, His Grace receive.
Simply reflect where we’re from, and how far we’ve truly come,
As we have lived our new life, through the very Grace of Christ,
Of God’s Grace, we can infer, The Lord met us, where we were,
But He’d leave us not the same, by the power of Christ’s Name.
God has done so much for us, when in Christ we place all trust,
Forgiving us of all our sin, then sending His Spirit to live within,
Paying for all of us sin’s full price, and granting us Eternal Life,
Then seating us in Heaven above, afforded by Grace and Love.
As God’s Spirit moves our heart, His love to all we must impart,
By God’s Grace we can afford, to extend that Love of our Lord,
For unending is God’s supply, of grace bestowed on you and I,
As we extend to every nation, God’s love for all in His salvation.
(Copyright ©03/2010)
Praise Unto The Lord
Lord Jesus is worthy to be praised, for by God's Power, He was raised,
Jesus died for sinners like you and me, to give mortal man life eternally,
He was buried, rose from the grave; with that power, men God will save,
All those who believe in Jesus Christ, God shall raise up unto a new life.
Our praise, belongs to only Him, Who came to save this world from sin,
Sent from Heaven to the sinful earth, to offer mortal man a second birth,
The Eternal Son, sent by God, to be man's Savior upon this earthly sod,
He came to serve, not to be served, so all our praise to Him is deserved.
All man’s praise He's deserving of, for all His unmerited Grace and Love,
He bestows on undeserving men, whose praise returned will have no end.
We deserved only His Righteous Wrath, for we were on a darkened path,
And yet He sent Grace to all men, in a dark world that stood condemned.
Deserving all praise and much more, for not only is He God's open Door,
To God’s Salvation as our Savior, but, Christ is also our Lord and Creator,
Eternal Creator of every single soul, Who came to us to make men whole,
Coming to earth as God’s Sacrifice, willing to pay for us, sin’s awful price.
All nations will praise The Lamb of God, Who shall return with an Iron Rod;
From the stones our Lord could raise, children who would give Him praise,
Even if no one on earth understands, the trees alone shall clap their hands,
This, when Christ Jesus returns again, as Creator God and Lord of all men.
(Copyright ©01/2009)
A Day For Thanksgiving
Today we celebrate a proclamation, to thank our Gracious Lord and God.
To thank Him all across this nation, throughout this blessed land we trod.
And we thank Him for our Salvation, while with humbled hearts we nod.
We’re set apart through Sanctification, and led by Christ’s staff and rod.
Our country’s blessed in many ways, through The Lord’s Amazing Grace.
A Grace that sustains all our days, and across all this land in every place.
It is to The Lord we give our praise, while we also humbly seek His face.
For to that land that humbly prays, God shall continue His Loving Grace.
For us this country is a land of plenty, supplied by The Loving Lord above.
He reaches down while guiding many, with His awesome Grace and Love.
And God can meet the needs of any, fitting them just like a hand in glove.
So when blessed in a land of plenty, it should be God you’re thinking of.
Our Thanksgiving Day had its start, through the decision of just one man.
It is just one day that is set apart, to express thanks throughout our land.
And thankfulness is at the heart, as we acknowledge God’s Loving Hand.
Thanks each day we should impart, until all men truly come to understand.
Our country’s birth and every nation, is conceived by our Sovereign God,
Who alone deserves all men’s praise, for His sustaining and loving Grace.
A Grace that reaches down to many, drawing them to Christ and His Love,
Until He touches every single heart, of every single man upon every land.
(Copyright ©11/2005)
Healing Scriptures
There are many healing scriptures
The Holy Bible shares...
When we let God's wisdom teach us,
There's power in our prayers!
If not, then Jesus would've said,
We needn't pray at all,
Yet for this cause, Lord Jesus bled
And in His Name, we call...
Why leave it till we're desperate
When we can ask God now,
When there's no more need to bear it,
Any longer anyhow?
Yes, rich or poor, we can be healed,
Regardless of our wealth...
Let's pray God's love will be revealed
When we're restored to health!
God's miracles have not run out...
His love can never end...
As if to stop each stumbling doubt,
He sent Christ as our friend...
Lord Jesus went to Calvary...
God raised Him from the dead!
God proved through Him, we've been set free,
To live new lives instead...
So pray believing, in His Name,
Thanksgiving in your soul...
When healing comes, no more the same,
As Jesus takes control...
Then testify, proclaim His worth,
Praise God for what He's done!
Such that God's glory fills the Earth
With Good News through His Son...
(August 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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Before And After Christ (BC/AD)
I was blind and I could not see
I was dead by the trespasses in me
I was insensitive and devoid of feeling
I was sick and in need of healing
I was deaf and could not hear
I was lost in a world of fear
I was dumb and unable to talk
I was lame and could not walk
I was dim and unable to perceive
I doubted and I could not believe
Lord, I was blind and unable to see
Your loving arms outstretched at Calvary.
Lord, I was dead in trespasses and sin
unaware You had died my love to win.
Lord, I was lame and unable to walk
to enter your presence and hear You talk.
Lord, I was deaf and could not even hear
Your Gospel message ringing out so clear.
Lord, I was callous devoid of feeling
lost in sin and in great need of healing.
Lord, I was dumb and unable to shout
as You walked on by I could not call out.
********
It was while I was in this wretched state
You came for me before it was too late.
Reached out and touched me with healing power
transforming my life that very same hour.
You raised me from the dead by Your grace
opening my eyes to behold Your face.
I leapt with joy and used my lips to sing
of Your great love and wondrous healing.
Now, no more is my soul condemned to death
since You breathed into me life giving breath.
I now have eternal life by rebirth
alive in You I'm no more confined to earth.
The Mighty Physician
Now living with life changing news, my life’s no longer set in cruise,
Though the prognosis is not good, friend this must be understood,
I do know The Mighty Physician, One involved with every decision,
From the initial course I must take, to each decision they will make.
It is my Lord God, Who oversees, all of those glaring uncertainties,
Knowing this I could understand, God directed the surgeon’s hand,
And it is this that helps me through, all that the doctors have to do,
I’m not depending on them alone, but guidance from God’s Throne.
Many vessels are used by the Lord, as gifts to all, He does afford,
Abilities to all, for His ultimate glory, to bring light to a darker story,
Very real stories in everyday life, even those who don’t know Christ,
So if the question is ever raised, it’s our Lord, who is to be praised.
My Lord is watching over me, through all the things the doctors see,
And anything they may appear to find, isn’t news to my Lord’s mind,
For God knows every path ahead, even before the latest test is read,
Giving the doctors direction too, as they proceed, in something new.
Friend, any healing that may be done, is decreed by God’s own Son,
The very Creator and Sustainer of, everything from His Throne above,
Selecting those He chooses friend, for God’s ultimate plan in the end,
So even through these darker days, to God alone, belongs the praise.
(Copyright ©02/2011)
The Healing Game
Here I am again
Back on the corner again
Back where I belong
Where Ive always been
Everything the same
It dont ever change
Im back on the corner again
In the healing game
Down those ancient streets
Down those ancient roads
Where nobody knows
Where nobody goes
Im back on the corner again
Where Ive always been
Never been away
From the healing game
Where the choirboys sing
Where Ive always been
Sing the song with soul
Baby dont you know
We can let it roll
On the saxophone
Back street jelly roll
In the healing game
Where the homeboys sing
Sing their songs of praise
bout their golden days
In the healing game
Sing it out loud
Sing it in your name
Sing it like youre proud
Sing the healing game
Sing it out loud
Sing it in your name
Sing it like youre proud
Sing the healing game
Sing the healing game
Sing the healing game
Sing it in your name
Sing the healing game....
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Almost Over
Two legs of my race are done, through the Power of The Son,
The Power of His Grace sustains, me as He, above me reigns,
With doctors being used by God, as I’m led with staff and rod,
He led me this far in a race, through the Power of God’s Grace.
Now with the chemo finished, I wait for the effects to diminish,
This, to get all of my feelings back, so no feelings I shall lack,
Friend again I must lean on Grace, until I get back to the place,
When I see the effects subside, while in Christ I patiently abide.
So now I wait for the next stage, when God turns another page,
Whether there’ll be more surgery, this to date, I have yet to see,
For another paragraph in my life, I’ll patiently wait, with my wife,
Who’s been a support all along, a path that has been very long.
So whatever may lie up ahead, I’ll follow my Lord as He has led,
In all of the prior uncertain times, leading me, all by His designs,
Designs that go above all reason, during a much darker season,
This, in my ever changing life, as I follow The Changeless Christ.
The next leg could be the last, which, by my Lord has been cast,
By The Lord and God’s Decree, while His outcome, we shall see,
So if another surgery is a must, in Christ our Lord, we shall trust,
As any end we face in our story, will be for God’s Ultimate Glory.
(Copyright ©07/2011)
Blessings
All your days can be beautiful, when you let The Lord fulfill,
His ways and plan in your life, and His blessings will be rife,
If we only believe and trust, blessings will pour down on us,
As He opens up floodgates of, all blessings He has above.
Blessings upon us are poured, when we submit to The Lord,
This to follow all of God’s ways, as we live out all our days,
Listening to the Holy Spirit, and His prompting as we heat it,
Guiding us to those doors, where grace and blessing pours.
Then Grace will begin to flow, in ways that we’d never know,
Flowing from an endless supply, His blessing for you and I,
Blessings will flow abundantly, down to all of God’s Family,
As we live our life for Him, while keeping our life free of sin.
Blessing is to, subtle friend, in strength, as we near an end,
Coming in that final hour, when you truly need divine power,
With peace as part of a course, from a never ending source,
Peace, knowing God is near, when your heart begins to fear.
Blessings you’ll be assured, follow all who live for The Lord,
Even in a dark and lonely place, as God ministers His Grace,
The Grace, that began at Calvary, to lead all men to Eternity,
Where Blessing from our Lord, will flow to them forevermore.
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