The Sweetest Sound
The sweetest sound I ever heard
Was the power of his words.
He took me out of the clutches of hell
And in my heart - he does dwell.
I found myself falling down
He picked me up off the ground
wiped me off and set me down.
I recalled many of the sermons
That my preacher had said
Of how JESUS raised
LAZARUS from the dead
If he could raise him so easily
Then helping me was a breeze
So many miracles that he had created
Left the rabbi's devastated.
But more than the rabbi's devastation
I had become so elated- that I was picked
Up in my hour of weakness and despair
'Showing me that the LORD does care.'
He cares about all that believe in him
Including the ones who had sinned
He has no preference to age or gender
If to him your heart you will surrender.
BELIEVE
poem by Louis Rams
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He's mine boasted the grave in victory
‘He's mine' boasted the grave in victory
'He is dead so now he belongs to me'
Mary and Martha gazed on in despair
Wishing that Jesus had been with them there
Then Martha met Jesus coming to Bethany
to share in their deep grief and agony
Then she told Mary who came to see
and fell at His feet weeping helplessly
'Lord if only you had been on the scene
Then Lazarus' death would never have been'
Four days he had lain in Death's sepulchre
far beyond the reach of any earthly care
'Believe in the Resurrection' He said
For He had the power to raise the dead
'Yes I believe that You're the Son of God'
'Whatever You ask will be granted Lord'
'Where have you laid him? ' sadly Jesus sighed
'Come and see, Lord, ' both the women replied.
Seeing their helplessness at the graveside
Deep tears of sorrow the Son of God cried
They opened the tomb, rolled the stone away
Then they heard Jesus in a loud voice say
'Lazarus come out' and amazingly they saw
That he who had been dead was dead no more
'Remove the grave clothing and let him go'
and each semblance of death was removed so
There His power over death Jesus did show
in that town of Bethany long ago
************
I was dead and in sins sepulchre lay
And then I heard the voice of Jesus say
'Roy come forth from the dead', I came to Him
and stood at the cross wrapped in all my sin
He washed me in His blood so pure and clean
I was made the cleanest I'd ever been
Sins linen bands He removed from my soul
and I stood before Him restored and whole
Come witness the miracle taken place
Here stands a poor sinner saved by His grace
For the Holy Spirit has quickened me
And the power of Jesus has set me free
So, grave no longer gloat in victory
You've been conquered by the King of Glory
Death no longer has any hold on me
now that my Lord Jesus has set me free
Written after reading John 11: 17-44
Bible in Poetry: Gospel of St. John (Chapter 11)
A man called Lazarus was ill,
Brother of Mary, Bethany;
This Mary had anointed Lord’s feet
By perfumed oil, dried by her hair!
So, Mary sent word to Jesus,
‘Master, the one you love is ill.’
(Meaning her brother Lazarus)
When Jesus heard, then He remarked,
‘This illness isn’t to end in death.
But for the glory of God’s works
And that the Son be glorified.’
Now Jesus loved Martha, Mary
And Lazarus who’d fallen ill;
He went to Judea later;
His disciples told Him, ‘Rabbi,
The Jews had wanted to stone you,
You want to go back to that place? ’
Then Jesus answered, ‘Are there not
Twelve hours by day for one to walk?
None stumble then for world has light.
But when he walks alone at night,
He stumbles as he has no sight!
Then Jesus said, ‘Friend Lazarus
Has gone asleep, let me wake him.’
They said, ‘If he sleeps, he’ll be saved! ’
But Jesus talked of deathly sleep,
While disciples, of slumber deep.
Jesus told, ‘Lazarus is dead! ’
Let’s go to him that you believe.
So, Thomas said, ‘Let’s die with him! ’
When Jesus reached Lazarus’ house,
He had died four days earlier.
Bethany lay two miles away!
Some Jews arrived to comfort them;
When Martha heard Jesus would come,
She went to meet; Mary sat home.
Then Martha told Him, ‘Lord, if you’d
Been here, my brother wouldn’t have died.’
‘But even now, I know whatev’r
You ask of God, He will give you.’
Jesus said, ‘Your brother will rise! ’
Martha replied, ‘Yes, Lord, I know,
He’ll resurrect on the last day.’
‘I am the resurrection, life! ’
Then Jesus said. ‘Whoev’r believes
In me, ev’n if he dies, will live!
And everyone who lives, believes
In me, will never die at all.
‘Do you believe this? ’ asked Jesus.
Then Martha replied, ‘Yes, my Lord.
I do believe you’re Son of God;
I know that you’re the Messiah,
The one who’s coming to the world!
She told her sister in secret,
‘The Teacher’s here and asks for you! ’
On hearing, Mary rose to greet.
But Jesus had not reached village.
When Mary saw Jesus, she fell
At his feet and said to Him, ‘Lord
If only you had been here then,
My brother would not be now dead.’
On seeing Mary and Jews weep,
Then Jesus perturbed, became sad.
He asked, ‘Where has he been entombed? ’
They said to Him, ‘Sir, come and see! ’
And Jesus wept while Jews all said,
‘Look, how He loved poor Lazarus! ’
But some remarked, ‘Could not the one
Who opened eyes of blind beggar,
Have done something to avoid death?
So, Jesus reached the place of tomb;
It was a cave with stone across;
Jesus said, ‘Take the stone away.
Then Martha said, ’Tis four days now,
Should there a stench be, all around? ’
Then Jesus asked, ‘Did I not tell
If you believe, God’s glory’s seen!
Then Jesus raised his eyes to Heav’n,
And said, ‘I thank you Father, God.
I know You always have heard me,
I said so, that they may believe.’
And having said this, Jesus cried,
‘Lazarus, Come out! ’ in voice loud.
The dead man came with hands, feet tied,
With burial bands and face cloth-wrapped.
So Jesus said, ‘Untie him soon! ’
Now many Jews who had come there,
Began to believe in Jesus.
But some went to the Pharisees,
And told them what he ‘ad done that day.
So, they convened the Sanhedrin,
And said, ‘What do we do hence-forth?
This man performs so many signs.’
If we leave Him alone for now,
All will believe in Him and Rome
Will take away, our nation whole.’
But one Caiaphas, high-priest that year
Remarked, ‘You know not anything,
Nor do you consider better
That one man dies, not more people
And whole nation may not perish,
And gather dispersed God’s children.’
They planned to kill Him, from that day!
So, Jesus didn’t walk in public,
And left for Ephraim, desert-town,
And there He stayed with disciples.
The Jewish Passover was near.
Many came to Jerusalem.
They looked for Jesus everywhere
And wondered if He will ev’r come.
For, Pharisees and chief priests all,
Had given orders to inform,
If they should come across Jesus,
So that, they could arrest Him soon.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-24-2007
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Jesus Lord, I Thank You
Lost, I was
and you found me;
Died, I almost had
and you saved me.
Lost, my way I had,
and you brought me
to the road
I ought to take;
Jesus Lord, I thank you
from my heart.
Sad, I was
and you consoled me;
Cried, I had
and you wiped my tears.
Sinned, I had
and you forgave me;
Jesus Lord, I thank you
with all my heart.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-15-2009
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Staff Meeting at Auschwitz
We dare not tell
the Fuehrer that
we failed to get
the rabbi's wife
to tell us where
the rabbi is so
now we have to
call the plumber.
Tell Old Franz
to bring his drill.
He has a way
with women.
Old Franz
will have to
rod this lady out
so we can ask her
once again
where the rabbi is
and if she still
won't tell us
Franz will have to
rod her out again.
Remember Mrs. Stein,
zaftig in her dirndl?
She wouldn't tell us
where the cantor
and his wife were
hiding till she saw
Old Franz's drill
and then she told us
where they were
and we found 30 more
silent in the attic.
If Mrs. Stein were
still alive, she'd tell
the rabbi's wife
about the drill
and that would
be enough to save
Old Franz a trip.
He's getting weary.
He had to use
a cane the night
he came to call
on Mrs. Stein.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Yachil Vi Veyachali
YACHILWI WYA'ACHALI DAYMAN 'ALA B'ALI
YACHILWI WYA'ACHALI DAYMAN 'ALA B'ALI
AKAL'TAK EYL CHALI V'LABASTAK EYL GHALI
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HABIBI FI YA NAS HILWA W'MAKHTUBAH
HABIBI FI YA NAS HILWA W'MAKHTUBAH
W'YINTUN S'YILTUNI HILWA WACHBUBAH...
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
CHLAPTI LAK 'AYMAN HABIBI WYAS'LAYMAN
CHLAPTI LAK 'AYMAN HABIBI WYAS'LAYMAN
NISIRTI LAK HAMDAH W'MAH BEYNI W'BEYNAK
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
B'ADEH EYL HILW B'ADEH YA NAS HILW DZHADEH
B'ADEH EYL HILW B'ADEH YA NAS HILW DZHADEH
ASMAR W'YIKHALANI AKHOL 'ASEL NUBAH
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HABIBI EYL GHANI BYIL'HABBI 'ALAMNI
HABIBI EYL GHANI BYIL'HABBI 'ALAMNI
LA WA NISIS DZHAMBI MACHAD BILI DZHAMBI
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI W'ALMAHHIBAH B'ALYA YA RABBI TUBA'
HI WA!
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He who had been dead was dead no more
‘He's mine' boasted the grave in victory
'He is dead so now he belongs to me'
But Death had forgotten about the One
Who's God's One and Only Belovèd Son.
Jesus had arrived upon that sad scene
giving hope where only despair had been.
'I am the Resurrection and Life, ' said He
'The power of Death is subject to me.'
'Where have you laid him? ' sadly Jesus sighed
'Come and see, Lord, ' both the women replied.
Seeing their helplessness at the graveside
Deep tears of sorrow the Son of God cried.
They opened the tomb, rolled the stone away
Then they heard Jesus in a loud voice say
'Lazarus come out' and amazingly they saw
That he who had been dead was dead no more.
'Remove the grave clothing and let him go'
and each semblance of death was removed so
and His power over death Jesus did show
it that town of Bethany long ago.
Truth
I found our love shaped like a rose
on a lonely empty street,
It seems so strange, so sad, to find it
lying at my feet.
With quilty heart and teary eyes
I picked it from the dirt.
I wiped away the tears, the pain.
I wiped away the hurt.
I took it home and nurtured it,
spending hour after hour.
To make our red rose bloom again.
To save our love...the flower.
I cared for it and wept for it,
until one early morn.
the rose looked new, I grabbed in haste
and was needled by its thorn.
I found that lonely street again,
and like I knew I should,
I left the rose
I left the street
...and left our love for good.
-Perry Biggerstaff
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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Kindness
GOD helped me, so i'll help you
now you know what you've got to do.
spread a little kindness and you will see.
your life turns around rapidly.
the LORD gave us a heart that we should use
it's not something that should be abused.
bringing happiness to your fellow man
and always giving a helping hand.
it does not matter, if you're a husband or wife
if you're rich, or poor, or if you're sick or well
we all must go through some kind of hell.
the world has gotten to a point
of fear to say hello
because we think that weakness will show.
strength lies in the tender heart
JESUS proved that from the start.
HE brought LAZARUS back from the dead
because in him he saw that his heart bled.
he walked with crutches most of his life
for he was born with a crippling disease
and cuts and bruises, he had many
but food he did'nt have any.
yet the little he had, he shared with the dogs in the streets
they licked his wounds
and kept him warm at night.
till he woke at morning light.
this is the kindness that the LORD sees
which is inside you and me.
kindness creates a domino effect
as it touches one another
making us sister and brother.
so spread the kindness, spread the word
let the LORDS' voice be heard.'
poem by Louis Rams
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Devils Dice
Jesus christ was born like me in a stable
His mom and dad did all that they were able
How did they know which way hed turn
Didnt want to get their fingers burned
To take which path from right or wrong
He picked right and I picked wrong
I see myself swinging in the gentle breeze
Remembering girls and the way they teased
Mama and papa saying this I tell
We loved you boy but youre going to hell
Roll the devils dice - no second chance
Roll the devils dice - I did the dead-mans dance
I did the dead-mans dance
Ever since nine I was juvenile
Stealing from pa - did petty crime
Officer said for me no hope
The only good thing for yous a rope
Left me danging high and dry
They picked my bones and the crows took flight
I see myself swinging in the gentle breeze
Remembering girls and the way they teased
Mama and papa saying this I tell
We loved you boy but youre going to hell
Roll the devils dice - my turn to cast
Roll the devils dice - and I got the six
Roll the devils dice - all three of them
Roll the devils dice - roll the devils dice
So here I am on judgement day with angels
The lord jesus is reckoning the tables
He said I know you, didnt take you long
Been bad down there, didnt string along
You know which way the righteous choose
Gonna swing you high from the reapers noose
Roll the devils dice - no second chance
Roll the devils dice - I did the dead-mans dance
Roll the devils dice - my turn to cast
Roll the devils dice - roll the devils dice
I did the dead-mans dance
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He saw me in the storm
Lord have you seen my tears?
Can't you see I'm drowning in my fears?
I try to run but there's no where left to hide
I fall to my knees because I'm dying here inside
I lift my eyes and there's darkness all around
I try to get up but I fall back to the ground
I try to scream but I cannot make a sound
I'm lost and alone and I never shall be found
Reach down and touch me Lord wont you please?
For if you don't I'll die here on my knees
My heart is broken and has spilled out all my love
My only hope is a touch from up above
The darkness Lord has consumed my very soul
To survive one more night is my only goal
Hope has abandoned me and left me high and dry
And with this last breath I lift my voice and cry
Oh Lord Jesus wont you hear this plea
I'm bound and chained and longing to be free
This one last breath is all I have to give
Save my soul from death so that I once more may live
Listen child I have heard your plea's
I see you dying there down upon you knees
I see your broken heart the pieces on the ground
I see that storm that is raging all around
I speak to that storm and it shall be stilled
I will replace that broken heart and it shall be filled
Take my hand and get up from off you knees
Look around and see that I have stilled the sea's
Walk with Me and know you're not alone
Let us dwell together here before my holy throne
Let my peace replace all of your fears
For my love for you has wiped away all the tears
poem by Frank McEleny
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Miracles of Christ
Miracles by The Lord were done, through the Power of His Son,
Miracles for all men could see; proving Christ’s Divine Authority.
Sent by God, the Son of Man, with the Father’s redemptive plan,
God’s plan to reach every nation, with God’s only True Salvation.
Christ turned water into wine, to show all His mission was Divine,
Making it His first opportunity, which to authenticate His Ministry.
Five thousand by Him were fed, with two fishes and some bread,
As everyone there was satisfied, without one hungry man denied.
A nobleman’s son, too was healed, by the Son’s power revealed,
And healed at a distance through, power available to me and you.
A man paralyzed was healed in full, by Christ, at Bethesda’s Pool,
This Christ did to the Jews dismay, for it was on the Sabbath day.
One man blind, all of his life, by Christ Jesus was given his sight,
But some men blind spiritually, when they saw, would not believe.
When in the grave, a full four days, Lazarus, by Christ was raised,
Coming forth in grave clothes, from the dead, Christ’s friend rose.
Towards the boat from the shore, on the water they saw The Lord,
He was walking there on that lake, it was Christ, make no mistake.
The above miracles and more, were performed by Christ our Lord,
This so men would believe in Him, Christ, who heals us of our sin.
The first profile piece on myself came about after my Rabbi sent information to the Jewish Chronicle on what I was up to. The story was then picked up by one of the nationals and things grew from there.
quote by Benjamin Cohen
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Little Miracles
Two thousand years ago a man was born
Raised, and praised.
Little did anyone see- that he would
Change mans history.
Many miracles were created while he lived
To this world he had so much to give.
Miracles still happen to this day
And to him we do pray.
Little miracles here and there
That with the world we do share.
A person who walked away from a car on fire
Only thing left was a burning tire.
An abandoned newborn found on a frozen street
How he survived without any heat.
A single engine plane crashed into the ground
Two hundred feet away the pilot is found.
9/11 was a disastrous day
But we had people who had walked away.
People buried in a caved in mine
All were found and are doing fine.
These are the miracles of which I speak
They may not have been of astounding feats.
Unlike the parting of the waters
Where the Jews walked through in an uncivil disorder.
All of them were shedding some tears
But GOD wiped away all their fears.
In every country in the world
There are miracles happening every day.
Is it GODS hand? Who is to say!
But with FAITH, LOVE, and HOPE
People accept it and learn to cope.
poem by Louis Rams
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Awake!
God said, 'serve',
But I chose to run.
God said, 'stop! ',
But I was having too much fun.
Then God said, 'come! ',
And willingly, I came.
Soon after that,
My life began to change -
God said 'give',
But I said 'get'
God said 'live',
But my path lead to death.
God said 'Listen! '
'And My laws, do abide.',
But I didn't hear Him,
For my heart was too full of pride.
But then I heard a story,
Of how Jesus died for me.
I learned that He served,
He listened,
And gave up all,
So we could have life,
And have it more abundantly.
I discovered that God had a calling
Upon my life,
And that He,
Had plans to prosper me,
And not to harm me -
Plans to give me a hope, and a future.
I found out that all have sinned,
And fallen short
Of the glory of God.
That meant I, too
Was a sinner,
And my soul was hell bent!
If I wanted to be in Heaven
With God when I died,
I needed to believe -
That Jesus is God in the Flesh,
He is the Messiah,
He is God's Son,
The perfect and spotless one,
The Way, the Truth, the life -
The atonement and sacrifice
To save my soul.
I needed to relize
That for forgiveness of my sin,
Jesus had to be crucified,
Hung on a tree, and left to die.
I Must confess with my mouth
That Jesus is Lord,
And that He died,
That He was Buried,
And on the third day,
Jesus rose and conquered the grave!
So, What could I do? ,
But repent
And ask Jesus to be
Lord of my life.
I knew I must surrender all,
So with reckless abandon,
I did.
I know I must answer the call,
To let all
People know
Of Jesus' sacrifice,
Which is the purchase of their soul
Back from sin and spiritual death.
There is is a reward in heaven,
For what is given up now,
To surrender your life to Jesus.
Take up your cross daily,
And follow Him,
For he is Saviour of our soul!
And what ever be left
Here to rot and mold,
Will be replaced anew.
T'will be your reward in Heaven,
Manifested tenfold!
But when you meet Jesus in Heaven,
T'will be brighter than the sun!
He will look you in the eye
To tell you,
'My servant, well done! '
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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The Devil Came Calling
(3/28/12)
I knew from wince this man did dwell
For he came out of the fires of hell
He tried desperately to pull me in
But he knew he could not win.
For I was always in my LORDS sight
And protected by his guiding light.
He was in search of all lost souls
In which he could grab a hold.
His search is worldwide, and he'll offer
You anything - and that's no lie.
He is here for temptation
To pull you away from salvation.
He has no preference to age or gender
For your soul he hopes you'll surrender
He will take any shape or form
And go where he doesn't belong.
He says the young are vulnerable and easily misled
And he can get into any of their heads.
But if we teach our children about GOD at an early age
there is nothing that he can change.
The devil came calling to see what he could get
And he hasn't found an open door yet.
poem by Louis Rams
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But Don't Despair
Despair, if you must –
But how's it going to pull you through?
Despair, when you trust
Naught since then there's naught to do.
Despair, should you thrust
Aside your pride, your self-esteem.
And so despair, if it's dust,
The only substance that you deem.
Despair, when a gust
Of slightly breeze can break your stance.
And do despair, when lust
Is your interpretation of romance.
But don't despair, if you can care
About the plight of any other being.
And you can focus on the help,
Support, and altruistic further actions
For the seeing. Be believing,
As despair will start receding
All around – simply since you found
A way to steer you clear
From this: the very cause of your despair!
So give to others; give them all a helping lift:
Despair, you'll find will disappear –
And that has got to be a well-deserved
And saintly gift!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Rain of despair
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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So Very Busy
So very busy with so much to do, oh dear friend, if you only knew,
Knew how much God did care, and that in Jesus He’s always there.
Christ is with me throughout the day, helping me to discern the way,
The day can be very hectic friend, if time with God I do not spend.
The Lord helps me to prioritize, things of importance in His eyes.
When days get busy as can be, we can easily forget about eternity.
And our days are a means to an end, of an eternity we all will spend.
And friend our focus must coincide, with the Spirit who lives inside.
As we live out this earthly life, we must point men to Jesus Christ,
For life without Christ my friend, is a dark eternity that you’ll spend.
It’s the biggest priority in life; do you know The Lord Jesus Christ?
And if you know Jesus Christ, is His will a part of your daily life?
Satan wants to so fill our days, so Christ gets absolutely no praise.
He wants to overwhelm every hour, so that you’re devoid of power.
He doesn’t want found in your life, the presence or peace of Christ.
Satan wants to make you testimony, void and appear to be phony.
But Christ came to give unto me, a New Life and that abundantly.
An abundance of Peace by Christ, to be found displayed in my life.
And an abundance of His Power, to help me in every working hour.
Then at a busy day’s end, I can thank The Lord for being my friend.
(Copyright ©02/2005)
Lazarus And A Rich Man
What meaning can you find
in a Rich Man and Lazarus
both remembered lived died?
The rich man had already received
his reward in wealth luxury lived
could not forsake now for heaven.
Jesus allowed sickness
death to claim Lazarus
proved from death Lazarus
could be resurrected
from the memorial tomb
after dead four days
Jesus had told his disciples
outspokenly “Lazarus has died,
and I rejoice on your account
that I was not there, in
order for YOU to believe.” John 11: 13-15.
Jesus had said to his disciples
“This sickness is not
with death as its object,
but for the glory of God,
in order that the Son of God
may be glorified through it.” John 11: 4.
Jesus raised Lazarus
from the dead
by the will of God
who sent forth Jesus. John 11: 41-42.
Jesus has said
“I am the resurrection
and the life. He that
exercises faith in me, even
though he dies,
will come to life; ” John 11: 25.
when we encounter
poor suffering people
we are encountering
people who are enduring
the same life that Jesus lived;
in pure ransom sacrifice died
for; and as for me I have chosen;
better a tin shack in heaven
than a mansion in hell for eternity.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Where Do You Hide Your Heart
I call you on the phone
But youre not at home.
Where do you go when youre hurting?
I hear youre down again,
Lost the will to win.
Why do you run when your hurting?
Oh, where do you hide your heart?
Where do you hide your heart?
Leave the hurt behind you
Love has found you now
And hell never let you go.
Oh, youve got to know
That jesus will not leave us now,
So leave your cares behind.
Oh, leave your cares behind.
When youre feeling low
Let me let you know,
That were all sad sometimes.
Jesus carries you,
Hes gonna see you through;
Hell never leave cause he loves you.
Oh, where do you hide your heart?
Tell me, where do you hide your heart?
Leave it all behind you
Love has found you now
And hell never let you go.
Oh, youve got to know
That jesus will not leave us now.
Hell never let you go.
Hell never let you go.
Where do you hide your heart?
Where do you hide your heart?
Leave the hurt behind you
Love has found you now
And hell never let you go.
Its so good to know
That jesus will not leave us now.
Hell never let you go.
Hell never let you go.
song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Raised Up By God
Friend, I was raised up by God, to walk with Him upon earth’s sod,
He raised me up from the dust, when He breathed life into all of us.
But, because of man’s sinful fall, I did not walk with The Lord at all,
I simply went about my sinful way, living only for myself day to day.
Although I did not walk with Him, He came to save me from my sin,
While upon that cross at Calvary, where Christ died for you and me.
That sin that lead my heart astray, had taken me down a darker way,
But it was God’s love, not His wrath, that lead me to a brighter path.
I simply lived a life of emptiness, as I lived in my own righteousness,
A life far removed from God above, and void of His Grace and Love.
And it took me to an empty plight, all shaded by the darkened night,
But He put me on a path that’s right, one filled with my Savior’s Light.
God then raised me up to New Life, one that is found in Jesus Christ,
The Lord, who had truly died for me, has now given me Life Eternally.
Christ who raised me from the dust, is the One in whom I put my trust,
And through the power of New Birth, will soon raise me from the earth.
I shall be raised by Christ my Lord, to then live with God forevermore,
Until then, God fills these earthly days, with His Power and His Praise,
To lead others on earth to new life, through the Power of Jesus Christ,
And when together we are raised, in Glory God will be forever praised.