Psalm 128
Family blessings.
O happy man, whose soul is filled
With zeal and reverent awe!
His lips to God their honors yield,
His life adorns the law.
A careful providence shall stand
And ever guard thy head,
Shall on the labors of thy hand
Its kindly blessings shed.
[Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine;
Thy children round thy board,
Each like a plant of honor shine,
And learn to fear the Lord.]
The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil
For months and years to come;
The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill,
Shall send thee blessings home.
This is the man whose happy eyes
Shall see his house increase;
Shall see the sinking church arise,
Then leave the world in peace.
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Child’s Prayer
Lord, make my day happy and gay
Send your blessings wherever I maybe
Protect me every moment of the day
Let me share your blessings to everyone I see
Lord, I pray for your guidance today
Let me use my alert mind while I study
Give me strong and healthy body while I play
And bless my family while I am away
Lord, let all the children like me
Become inspiration to every family
May your presence be felt through me
That I may grow in love with my happy family
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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.
(Copyright ©09/2008)
The Blessings
Written by teddy gentry, randy owen, ronnie rogers, greg fowler
I satnd here lookin up at the starts tonight, how can one man have somuch in
Life
As I look around me, what a picture it paints, Im muchmore than lucky, i
Oughta give my thanks
Theres food on the table, a log on the fire, and in my womans eyes theres
Love and desire
The blessings, sent from above, oh, the blessings, a life full of love
When I look around I can see, all thats been given me, so ilift my eyes up
To the sky
I wanna give my, my, my, my, my thanks for the blessings
Sometimes I fall asleep at the end of the day and I forget to thank you, im
Ashamed to say
But as I lay m down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep
I know you can hear me here on earth, thank you for giving me more than i
Deserve
The blessings, sent from above, oh, the blessings, a life full of love
When I look around I can see, all thats been given me, so ilift my eyes up
To the sky
cause I wanna give my, my, my, my, my thanks for the blessings
Blessings, when I look around, I can see, all thats been given me
So, I lift my eyes up to the sky, cause I wanna give my, my, my, my, my
Thanks for the blessings
The blessings, oh, the blessings
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A Song to God
I ask for mercy God,
Lend me your ear;
I need your guidance Lord,
I want you near.
I ask for will-pow’r God,
Give me your grace;
I need your blessings Lord,
I want your pace.
I ask for soul pure God,
Shed me your light;
I need your friendship Lord,
I want your sight.
I ask for wisdom God,
Show me your way;
I need your closeness Lord,
For these, I pray.
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Just One More Day, Lord
Just One More Day, Lord
oh, give me one more day. Lord
to say thank you once again
for all the wonderful blessings
of a happy family, the joy
and the inner peace you bring
give me one more day, please
to let them know that I love them very much
and how much i care for them
and think of them every moment in my life
just one more day, please
so i can hug and kiss each one of them
and tell them that life is beautiful
and God is good all the time
i sometimes don't give them
a quality time, time to bond
because of the nature of my job
and try to meet both ends
just one more day, please
to let them know that i enjoy
their company every minute of the day
They are the best thing that happened to me
Thank you, Lord..for giving me
just one more day..
Now i can be at peace..to be with You forever
Posted: Sept.19,2008
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Mom And Dad
These walls once knew the laughter
Of children happy and gay
Of mom and dad with humble thanks
To God who blessed them on their way
Then came the war, Johnnie had to go
I remember the tears we shed
And precious memories that lingered on
After news came the boy was dead
The rest of us left one by one
Until mom and dad were alone
They seemed to weather the time
As the years rolled on and on
The Angels came for mother's soul
It's been about three years ago
Then dad seemed to wither away
Until the Lord said he must go
Yes this old house is empty now
All her glory passed and gone
The shutters and doors are crumbling
As are walls once filled with song
But I shall never forget the raising
That came from mom and dad
They led us children to the Lord
When I was but a strip of a lad
I want to thank you again Lord
For mom and dads special care
They filled my life with love and joy
In this old house of yesteryear
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Lord Send My Angel
Lord send my angel
to sit at the foot of my bed
and shelter me from the crown of my head
Lord send my angel
to wake me in the love of Christ
to always conquer my days with peace and not strife
Lord send my angel
to watch over me all day long
as I go to and fro to keep me from all harm
Lord send my angel
who is powerful and strong
who shall guard my life forever long
Lord send my angel
and keep my angel dear and near
that I will feel no fear
Lord send my angel
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Freedom words
thanks my lord for all the challenges that make me stronger.
thanks my lord for all the opportunities that take to my destiny.
thanks my lord for all the work that makes me happy.
thanks my lord for all the friends that lift my spirit.
thanks my lord for all the happy moments that sparkle my soul.
thanks my lord for all my family that make me euphoric.
thanks my lord for all the discipline that lead to my success.
thanks my lord for giving the gift of life that I venerate....
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Nature's blessings Spring
Nature's blessings called Spring
Nature's blessings
Cherry trees in bloom
Cascades of colours
Floating into my room
Nature's blessings
Eruption of new life
Everywhere around
It's the eternal bound
Nature's blessings
Spring's awakening
Fills one with new hopes
Melting away sorrow slopes
Nature's blessings
Shy scarce sunbeams
Sense of survival
Swallow's arrival
Nature's blessings
Flowers popping up
It's time to hold on
For young and old
Nature's blessings
Cycle of every year
Winter months we bear
Now earthly warming
Nature's blessings
Worth all the gold
Nature's natural gift
To life we all hold
Nature's blessings called Spring
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Psalm 45
The glory of Christ.
My Savior and my King,
Thy beauties are divine;
Thy lips with blessings overflow,
And every grace is thine.
Now make thy glory known,
Gird on thy dreadful sword,
And ride in majesty to spread
The conquests of thy word.
Strike through thy stubborn foes,
Or melt their hearts t' obey,
While justice, meekness, grace, and truth,
Attend thy glorious way.
Thy laws, O God, are right;
Thy throne shall ever stand;
And thy victorious gospel proves
A sceptre in thy hand.
[Thy Father and thy God
Hath without measure shed
His Spirit, like a joyful oil,
T' anoint thy sacred head.]
[Behold, at thy right hand
The Gentile church is seen,
Like a fair bride in rich attire,
And princes guard the queen.]
Fair bride, receive his love,
Forget thy father's house;
Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods,
And pay thy Lord thy vows.
O let thy God and King
Thy sweetest thoughts employ;
Thy children shall his honors sing
In palaces of joy.
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Psalm 128
We shall bow down to your majesty
In awe of your beauty and grace
We shall lift up holy hand in your sanctuary
As we look into thy face
There is power and majesty and glory here
Without the Blood I would tremble and fear
But glory to the God who dwells on high
On you alone I can rely
And out of that place that's flowing with grace
The Love of God it glows on my face
This love in my heart shall never depart
The fear of the Lord is where it all starts
My wife is like a fruitful vine
A gift from the Lord my God divine
My children have learned to love you too
I'll follow you Lord in all that I do
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Psalm 3
Doubts and fears suppressed.
My God, how many are my fears!
How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,
They break my present peace.
The lying tempter would persuade
There's no relief in heav'n;
And all my swelling sins appear
Too big to be forgiv'n.
But thou, my glory and my strength,
Shalt on the tempter tread,
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,
And raise my drooping head.
[I cried, and from his holy lull
He bowed a listening ear;
I called my Father, and my God,
And he subdued my fear.
He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,
In spite of all my foes;
I woke, and wondered at the grace
That guarded my repose.]
What though the hosts of death and hell
All armed against me stood,
Terrors no more shall shake my soul;
My refuge is my God.
Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,
While I thy glory sing;
My God has broke the serpent's teeth,
And death has lost his sting.
Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His arm alone can save:
Blessings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Warrior, He
Happy is the warrior he
When he journeys in the world of men
To provide for is family
And no one else, but them.
Happy He is those tired nights.
Happy is a warrior wife.
Happy is a warrior man
When he has shelter to rest his head
And when he uses his own two hands
To bring the food, so his family is fed.
So proudly he stand so strait and tall.
As he Fiercely battles vowing not to fall.
A warrior man is that special breed
When he enters the world of man
As he asks for nothing which is free
And takes what only he can.
Though not by lying, stealing or request.
But by hard work, bleeding and sweat.
Happy is the warrior he
When he greets each and every day
When from his home he does leave
To earn himself respect and pay.
Happy he is when he earns respect.
Happy he is when he tires from sweat.
And when it is a warriors time to leave
And he is buried all alone
He shall then enter heaven proud and free
Happy and peaceful, will be his soul.
For he knows on earth he done his best.
And now he deserves his final rest.
Happy is the Lord he
When he calls away a warrior man
For he shall then plant another seed
To bring forth two more working hands.
And he will sweat, and stand as a tree.
And how I wish I was the warrior he.
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Psalm III: My God, How Many Are My Fears
My God, how many are my fears!
How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,
They break my present peace.
The lying tempter would persuade
There's no relief from heaven;
And all my swelling sins appear
Too big to be forgiven.
But thou, my glory and my strength,
Shall on the tempter tread,
Shall silence all my threat'ning guilt,
And raise my drooping head.
I cried, and from his holy hill
He bowed a list'ning ear;
I called my Father, and my God,
And He subdued my fear.
He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,
In spite of all my foes;
I woke, and wondered at the grace
That guarded my repose.
What through the hosts of death and hell
All armed against me stood,
Terrors no more shall shake my soul;
My refuge is my God.
Arise O Lord, fulfill thy grace,
While I thy glory sing;
My God has broke the serpent's teeth,
And death has lost his sting.
Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His arm alone can save:
Blessings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.
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A Thanksgiving Poem
The sun hath shed its kindly light,
Our harvesting is gladly o'er
Our fields have felt no killing blight,
Our bins are filled with goodly store.
From pestilence, fire, flood, and sword
We have been spared by thy decree,
And now with humble hearts, O Lord,
We come to pay our thanks to thee.
We feel that had our merits been
The measure of thy gifts to us,
We erring children, born of sin,
Might not now be rejoicing thus.
No deed of ours hath brought us grace;
When thou were nigh our sight was dull,
We hid in trembling from thy face,
But thou, O God, wert merciful.
Thy mighty hand o'er all the land
Hath still been open to bestow
Those blessings which our wants demand
From heaven, whence all blessings flow.
Thou hast, with ever watchful eye,
Looked down on us with holy care,
And from thy storehouse in the sky
Hast scattered plenty everywhere.
Then lift we up our songs of praise
To thee, O Father, good and kind;
To thee we consecrate our days;
Be thine the temple of each mind.
With incense sweet our thanks ascend;
Before thy works our powers pall;
Though we should strive years without end,
We could not thank thee for them all.
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Ask What I Shall Give Thee (III)
Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
That rich atoning blood,
Which sprinkled round I see;
Provides for those who come to God,
An all-prevailing plea.
My soul ask what thou wilt,
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since his own blood for thee he spilt,
What else can he withhold.
Beyond thy utmost wants
His love and pow'r can bless;
To praying souls he always grants,
More than they can express.
Since 'tis the Lord's command,
My mouth I open wide;
Lord open thou thy bounteous hand,
That I may be supplied.
Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and thy love;
I ask to serve thee here below,
And reign with thee above.
Teach me to live by faith,
Conform my will to thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.
If Thou these blessings give,
And wilt my portion be;
Cheerful the world's poor toys I leave,
To them who know not thee.
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As Troubles Brew
With so much about us happening, so many hearts cease to sing,
This as the many troubles brew, causing effect upon me and you,
Causing that song, within one’s heart, for a brief period to depart,
As those troubles seem to grow, and turn their joy toward sorrow.
But as troubles begin to mount, we have blessings we can count,
God’s Blessings that forever last, long after all our trials are past,
And in all trials there is reward, as believers are used by our Lord,
To be for God a shining light, as we’re sustained by God’s Might.
We acquire strength from Christ, while we live out our present life,
Through His Spirit Who lives within, to help us in this world of sin,
And Christ gives to us His peace, that in all trials does not cease,
Looking unto our Blessed Hope, Christ helps us in our trials cope.
Though the trials we may despise, upon our Lord we fix our eyes,
For He is the Author of our life, able to assist us through all strife,
Those trials He warned us of, before ascending to Heaven above,
Where He now intercedes for us, after, in Christ we place our trust.
Even when things in life go wrong, our Lord God gives us a song,
Providing blessings every day, when life’s trouble comes our way,
Strength and peace, God will provide, when in Christ we do abide,
And life’s trying times we rise above, guided by our Savior’s Love.
(Copyright ©03/2010)
This Present Darkness
I'll get through the present darkness; yes through it with The Lord,
For He's an unchanging Light in darkness, and a solid Rock for sure.
Trials will come in this world; He told us we will have tribulation,
But we look for a world far better through His promise of salvation.
For when life get truly hard to accept and my only question is why,
I think of Paul's revelation, when after the trumpet we hit the sky.
A glorious day is coming friend, to leave the world behind for sure,
The day we see those who went before us and together meet The Lord.
When my life seems filled with pain and I begin to wallow in sorrow,
The Sprit reminds me my home is above and I look towards tomorrow.
As a Christian I'm not promised an easy life filled with prosperity,
Instead blessings come my way, when I Glorify God in my adversity.
Trials are so tiny compared to the blessings The Lord sends my way,
And even when my heart gets heavy, I know He's coming again one day.
Knowing that He's coming again very soon, helps me I'm very sure,
To take full advantage of each day and witness at every opened door.
Jesus told us we are to be wise as a serpent and harmless as a dove,
But we need to be serious about Eternity and win the lost with love.
My friend, all comfort and earthly gain is only temporal prosperity,
But trials for the Christian are a wealth of gain for all Eternity.
(Copyright © 10/2002)
In My Solitary Hours in My Dear Husband his Absence
O Lord, Thou hear'st my daily moan
And see'st my dropping tears.
My troubles all are Thee before,
My longings and my fears.
Thou hitherto hast been my God;
Thy help my soul hath found.
Though loss and sickness me assailed,
Through Thee I've kept my ground.
And Thy abode Thou'st made with me;
With Thee my soul can talk;
In secret places Thee I find
Where I do kneel or walk.
Though husband dear be from me gone,
Whom I do love so well,
I have a more beloved one
Whose comforts far excel.
O stay my heart on Thee. my God,
Uphold my fainting soul.
And when I know not what to do,
I'll on Thy mercies roll.
My weakness. Thou dost know full well
Of body and of mind;
I in this world no comfort have,
But what from Thee I find.
Though children Thou has given me,
And friends I have also,
Yet if I see Thee not through them
They are no joy, but woe.
O shine upon me, blessed Lord,
Ev'n for my Saviour's sake;
In Thee alone is more than all,
And there content I'll take.
O hear me, Lord, in this request
As Thou before hast done,
Bring back my husband, I beseech,
As Thou didst once my son.
So shall I celebrate Thy praise
Ev'n while my days shall last
And talk to my beloved one
Of all Thy goodness past.
So both of us Thy kindness, Lord,
With praises shall recount
And serve Thee better than before
Whose blessings thus surmount.
But give me, Lord, a better heart,
Then better shall I be,
To pay the vows which I do owe
Forever unto Thee.
Unless Thou help, what can I do
But still my frailty show?
If Thou assist me, Lord,
I shall Return Thee what I owe.
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The Providence of God
Don’t dismiss the providence of God, as He leads with staff and rod,
For those things we can’t comprehend, will work out for us in the end,
Everything works out for our good, as God does what only He could,
In the life of those who believe, blessings from God, they will receive.
Believers don’t sit back and guess, will our Lord God curse or bless?
As Christ takes care of His own, from His Mighty Everlasting Throne,
Or live our lives in fear and dread, for we can rely on The Lord ahead,
Who works out all things in His time, in harmony with His pure design.
Even in those trials that we receive, it may not be just as we perceive,
As The Lord may be attending to, deeper things through me and you,
Things that we need not understand, as God moves His Mighty Hand,
Through those who come to Christ, as our lives, to God, we sacrifice.
God has done what He purposed, and only in Him will we be blessed,
When uncertain times do come, God is where our peace comes from,
Through all the trials that we face, The Lord grants us Amazing Grace,
Placing within our heart a peace, that through all trials does not cease.
God has a Plan that won’t change, and for all eternity what will remain,
Is a New Heaven and New Earth, His places for all those of New Birth,
By The Lord’s Eternal Providence, to be with Christ the Eternal Prince,
Leaving our all trials in the past, to enter a peace that will eternally last.
(Copyright ©04/2009)