Thoughts of you
And how you've changed me
Fill my mind
Without You where would I be
So even though I've tried to express my thanks
It never comes out how I hoped
I want to say so much more so with these simple words
I'll try
I love You My heart is Yours, only Yours
I long to give You all of me
My everything, my everything
God I never could repay You
You gave everything
Without You where would I be
You still loved me even when I
Pushed You away
You stood there and waited
Till the day I'd return
So even though I've tried to express my thanks
It never comes out how I hoped
I want to say so much more so with these simple words
I'll try
I love You My heart is Yours, only Yours,
Jesus I want to give You all of me I love You,
My heart is Yours, only Yours
I long to give You all of me
My everything, my everything
Thoughts of You
And how You've changed me
Fill my mind
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Psalms 142~
I cry out to the Lord with my voice;
With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.
I pour out my complaint before Him;
I declare before Him my trouble.
When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,
Then You knew my path.
In the way in which I walk
They have secretly set a snare for me.
Look on my right hand and see,
For there is no one who acknowledges me;
No one cares for my soul.
I cried out to You, O Lord:
I said, "You are my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
Attend to my cry,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison,
That I may praise Your name;
The righteous shall surround me,
For You shall deal bountifully with me."
With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.
I pour out my complaint before Him;
I declare before Him my trouble.
When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,
Then You knew my path.
In the way in which I walk
They have secretly set a snare for me.
Look on my right hand and see,
For there is no one who acknowledges me;
No one cares for my soul.
I cried out to You, O Lord:
I said, "You are my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
Attend to my cry,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison,
That I may praise Your name;
The righteous shall surround me,
For You shall deal bountifully with me."
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Prayer is more important...
M2G - God, it's me, and I'm tired, weary, worn out, please help me. I can't do this on my own. I can't seem to rise above the overwhealming odds that seem to flood my soul. I'm overwhealmed by my weaknessess and failures, instabilities and emotions. I admit I'm helpless, lost, confused and defeated if You don't pull me out of this valley. Lord, I surrender....
G2M - My Son, lift your eyes up to the mountains, from whence comes your help? Your help comes from me, maker o heaven, creator of the earth
M2G - Oh how I need You Lord, You are my only hope, You are my only strength. So I will wait for You, to come and rescue me, come and give me life..
G2M - I will rescue and lift you up, my son. You are dear to me, you are the apple of my eye, you are precious to me.. hang in there buddy....
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