<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129</id><updated>2011-10-06T19:04:29.052-07:00</updated><category term='Open The Door Collection'/><category term='story'/><category term='announcement'/><category term='Only God Is Able cd'/><category term='what&apos;s new'/><category term='A Mother&apos;s Heart Collection'/><category term='My Books'/><category term='Hope and Peace Collection'/><category term='Back Into Battle Collection'/><category term='Traditions cd'/><category term='worship collection'/><category term='recordings'/><category term='charity collection'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='BIAB'/><category term='collaborations'/><category term='Sail On cd'/><category term='Special Occasions'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='Where The River Leads cd'/><category term='Keep Trusting Collection'/><title type='text'>SONGS OF FAITH</title><subtitle type='html'>~~~Songs From My Journey~~~
Singing and making melody 
in your hearts 
to the Lord;
Ephesians 5:19b</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-3575838702803526809</id><published>2010-11-10T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T12:51:11.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><title type='text'>This Blog Is Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Songs Of Faith has moved to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricdevotions.com/"&gt;Lyric Devotions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.lyricdevotions.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.15791259843559718" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/SteppingStones_927/SteppingStones.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+SteppingStones_927+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Performed by Terry Neufeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes our problems block the view, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we can’t see which way to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God always makes a way out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;through rocks and rubble on the road.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t let them be a hindrance;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let Jesus help you lift the load.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just pick up those rocks and move them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn stumbling blocks into stepping stones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With each valley we come through wiser;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with each trial we overcome,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’re laying down those stepping stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that lead to higher ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If all we see are stumbling blocks &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in every trial that comes our way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then we’re bound to trip and stumble, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on something meant to make us strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t look for tribulation, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when there’s a blessing down the road.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find the good that God is working.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn stumbling blocks into stepping stones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With each valley we come through wiser;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with each trial we overcome,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’re laying down those stepping stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that lead to higher ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sudden illness of a child; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the loss of everything we own,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or the passing of a loved one, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can leave us feeling so alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This life and all it’s troubles can bring us down so very low.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we stay down on our knees,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’ll turn stumbling blocks into stepping stones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With each valley we come through wiser;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with each trial we overcome,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’re laying down those stepping stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that lead to higher ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let those stepping stones lead you to higher ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our youth leader preached a message called Stepping Stones. I’ve since heard others talk about turning stumbling blocks into stepping stones, but at the time it was a new expression to me; one that called out to be a song!&lt;br /&gt;In the months after writing this song, as we continued to have flooding problems in our basement, this song took on a more personal meaning. When we decided to move our house closer to town, we knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that we were following the Lord’s will. Had we not been completely convinced of this, we surely would have questioned our decision many times along the way. As it was, the Lord gave us complete peace throughout the whole ordeal, in spite of a lot of headaches!&lt;br /&gt;He had brought us far enough on this journey that one thing we knew for sure: following God’s will doesn’t always mean that the road he takes us down is going to be the easy one. In fact, it’s often our own detours that make it necessary for the Lord to take us down a more difficult path. But in spite of all our missteps the Lord is always there waiting to lead us on. If only we listen, he’ll show us how to turn those stumbling blocks into stepping stones. And oh, what peace we find when we’re once again walking in his light!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 2:6-8 Wherefore also it is contained in the scripture, Behold, I lay in Zion a chief corner stone, elect, precious: and he that believeth on him shall not be confounded. Unto you therefore which believe he is precious: but unto them which be disobedient, the stone which the builders disallowed, the same is made the head of the corner, And a stone of stumbling, and a rock of offense, even to them which stumble at the word, being disobedient: whereunto also they were appointed.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:21b,23 keep sound wisdom and discretion:&lt;br /&gt;Then shalt thou walk in thy way safely, and thy foot shall not stumble.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them that are called according to his purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-4996793256832648348?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4996793256832648348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=4996793256832648348&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4996793256832648348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4996793256832648348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/07/stepping-stones.html' title='Stepping Stones'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2402838149604829045</id><published>2010-10-16T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T08:21:59.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>I Want That Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_1416445696223" width="350"&gt; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663333; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pianist Mrs. Susan Carlson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663333; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soloist Cindy Towle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663333; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;For years he had watched his son in pain; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;torn and tormented and pining away.&lt;br /&gt;He had searched for help, time and again; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;holding out hope that his son could be saved.&lt;br /&gt;Even when the disciples failed this man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;he still sought Jesus healing hand.&lt;br /&gt;And through tears he cried out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;“Lord I believe, help thou mine unbelief.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Lord, I believe, help thou mine unbelief, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I want that faith that moves mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Lord, I want to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;You’re my only hope and strength, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;dear Lord, help thou mine unbelief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Twelve years she had suffered and endured;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;plagued by an illness without any cure.&lt;br /&gt;She had sought for help; spent all she had, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;holding out hope for a healing hand.&lt;br /&gt;When she reached out and touched the Master’s clothes,&lt;br /&gt;she knew Jesus could make her whole.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said unto her, “Go now in peace.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;She was healed because she believed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I believe, help thou mine unbelief, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I want that faith that moves mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want to believe.&lt;br /&gt;You’re my only hope and strength, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;dear Lord, help thou mine unbelief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want that faith; mountain moving faith.&lt;br /&gt;You’re strong when I am weak. Lord, I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During the evening service on July 8, 2007, our&amp;nbsp;Pastor had preached a message called “Marah.” As I recall, the main point of the message was that we should look for something ‘sweet’ when we are in the midst of Marah. I’m sure that some day, I’ll write that song too, but at the time my mind kept coming back to a particular part of the message. Pastor&amp;nbsp; had read the account of the man whose son had a dumb spirit. Even the disciples failed to help this man and his son. It occurred to me that if this man had been like many people, he would have used that as an excuse to turn away from Jesus, but no, he still sought out the Lord. As I reread the different accounts in the gospels, I couldn’t help but think what great faith that man had. Then I realized that this is also where Jesus spoke to his disciples about having faith that can move a mountain. I thought, “Lord, I want that faith that moves mountains!”&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to look for other examples of that kind of faith. I read about the woman with the issue of blood. She had been to all the doctors, and had spent all of her money trying to find someone who could heal her. Even after twelve years she still held out hope. When she heard about Jesus she knew that if she could just get close enough to touch but his clothes, she would be made whole. That is mountain moving faith! Lord, I believe; help thou my unbelief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I believe God’s word to be true, there are still situations when I have to say, “Help thou mine unbelief.” Will I ever come to the point of believing that through faith I can move a mountain? Oh how I want that faith!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 9:17,18,23,24 And one of the multitude answered and said, Master, I have brought unto thee my son, which hath a dumb spirit; And wheresoever he taketh him, he teareth him: and he foameth, and gnasheth with his teeth, and pineth away: and I spake to thy disciples that they should cast him out; and they could not. Jesus said unto him, If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth. And straightway the father of the child cried out, and said with tears, Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 17:18-20 And Jesus rebuked the devil; and he departed out of him: and the child was cured from that very hour. Then came the disciples to Jesus apart, and said, Why could not we cast him out? And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible to you.&lt;br /&gt;Mark 5:25-29,34 And a certain woman, which had an issue of blood twelve years, And had suffered many things of physicians, and spent all that she had, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse, When she had heard of Jesus, came in the press behind, and touched his garment. For she said, If I may touch but his clothes, I shall be whole. And straightway the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her plague. And he said unto her, Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and be whole of thy plague.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2402838149604829045?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2402838149604829045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2402838149604829045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2402838149604829045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2402838149604829045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-that-faith.html' title='I Want That Faith'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-8869166117645816162</id><published>2010-08-15T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:02:28.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>I Will Call On You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'IWillCallOnYou_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/IWillCallOnYou/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+IWillCallOnYou+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'IWillCallOnYou_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/IWillCallOnYou/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+IWillCallOnYou+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop at end of song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In joy I will praise you; in peace I will worship you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all I will call on you, my Saviour, my Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In sadness I will cling to you; in turmoil I will rest in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all I will call on you, my Saviour, my Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When things go awry in this world of sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’ll look to you for&amp;nbsp;your wisdom and&amp;nbsp;strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When all is well, and I have peace within, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’ll look to you with love and devotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In truth I will seek you; in faith I will follow you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all I will call on you, my Saviour, my Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In doubting I will turn to you; distressed I will trust in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all I will call on you, my Saviour, my Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When lives all around are filled with such pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’ll look to you for compassion and grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When prayers are answered; loved ones born again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’ll look to you with thanks and with praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In love I will serve you; in hope I will wait for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all I will call on you, my Saviour, my Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In gladness I will give to you; obeying I will live in you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all I will call on you, my Saviour, my Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll call on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 4:11,13 Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am , therewith to be content.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 34:1 I will bless the Lord at all times: his praise shall continually be in my mouth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the beginnings of this song when I had been saved about a year. It was the end of a bad day, and I had poured my heart out to the Lord, in the form of poetry; something I had never done before. I tucked that poem away, and forgot about it, until ten years later when I came across it. I added to the initial lyrics, but the theme remains the same. It’s the answer I found as a baby Christian when I was overwhelmed by the frustrations of this life: In all I will call on you, my Saviour, my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-8869166117645816162?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8869166117645816162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=8869166117645816162&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8869166117645816162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8869166117645816162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will-call-on-you.html' title='I Will Call On You'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-4127033463917535045</id><published>2010-08-14T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:38:11.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Abba Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'AbbaFather_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/AbbaFather/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+AbbaFather+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'AbbaFather_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/AbbaFather/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+AbbaFather+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, my heart cries unto thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, you alone hear my plea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I don’t have the words to say, you know my every need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I don’t know just how to pray, your Spirit intercedes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, my heart cries unto thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, you alone hear my plea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I can’t seem to find my way, you draw me to your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I reach out in childlike faith, your Spirit always guides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, my heart cries unto thee.&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, you alone hear my plea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I am burdened down with care, you gently comfort me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I surrender all in prayer, your Spirit gives sweet peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, my heart cries unto thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abba Father, Abba Father, you alone hear my plea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You alone hear my plea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galatians 4:6 And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 8:26,27 Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered. And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the saints according to the will of God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are so many times when I really don’t know just how to pray or what I should pray for. All I know is that I want God’s way and will in my life, and in the lives of those I love. It’s such a comfort to know that I can go to God in silence, and he will search my heart and his Spirit will make intercession for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-4127033463917535045?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4127033463917535045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=4127033463917535045&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4127033463917535045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4127033463917535045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/08/abba-father.html' title='Abba Father'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2890667490408953028</id><published>2010-08-13T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:50:17.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>There's More To Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'TheresMoreToCome_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/TheresMoreToCome/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+TheresMoreToCome+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'TheresMoreToCome_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/TheresMoreToCome/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+TheresMoreToCome+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop when song ends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus left his heavenly glory to take the form of man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When his blood was shed at Calvary, he fulfilled the Father’s plan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he rose up from the grave; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;defeated death, and the victory won.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God prepared for me a Saviour, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and more blessings are to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precious promises prepared by my Father; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondrous blessings he sends from above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise God, my cup is overflowing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I know there’s more to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though I’ve lived in many houses; had rooms to call my own,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus promised me a mansion, when I reach my heavenly home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In that city of pure gold, with walls of jasper, on precious stones,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God’s prepared for me a blessing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there’s more to come I know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precious promises prepared by my Father; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondrous blessings he sends from above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise God, my cup is overflowing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I know there’s more to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God gives friends to share in laughter; sends sunshine after rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gives strength to bear each burden, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and his word to guide my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gives wisdom, joy, and peace, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unending mercy, such grace and love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God prepares me daily blessings,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I know there’s more to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precious promises prepared by my Father; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondrous blessings he sends from above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise God, my cup is overflowing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I know there’s more to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise God, there’s more to come!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 2:8 And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 15:3b,4 how that Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures: and that he was buried, and that he rose again the third day according to the scriptures:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 14:2 In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Revelation 21:11,19-21 Having the glory of God: and her light was like unto a stone most precious, even like jasper stone, clear as crystal; And the foundations of the wall of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones. The first foundation was jasper; the second, sapphire; the third, a chalcedony; the fourth, an emerald; The fifth, sardonyx; the sixth, sardius; the seventh, chrysolyte; the eighth, beryl; the ninth, a topaz; the tenth, a chrysoprasus; the eleventh, a jacinth; the twelfth, and amethyst. And the twelve gates were twelve pearls; every several gate was of one pearl: and the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 11:10 For he looked for a city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I always had a fascination with shiny stones, and I collected them whenever I had an opportunity. My favorites where called agates. I liked the way the light shone through them when I held them up to the sun. One of my older brothers even built me a special box to keep my rock collection in. I don’t know why we humans are so attracted to glittering stones and gems, but it’s obvious from the size of the jewelry industry that I’m not the only one who likes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I began to seek God through his word, one of the first books I read was Revelation. I didn’t understand much of it, but when I came to Chapter 21, I began to read the description of the Holy City, Jerusalem. As I read about the light being like a jasper stone, clear as crystal, and how the foundations of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones, I couldn’t imagine anything more beautiful. I could picture the jasper light shining through the walls in some places, and reflecting off others, causing prisms to dance along that street of transparent gold. I thought about how most of us would be thrilled to hold just a handful of precious gems. I’m sure God knew how much importance we would place on these shiny bits of his creation. To think that he had used these gems as building blocks and paving stones made me realize just how small our dreams are in comparison to what God has prepared. I think I decided right then that I wanted to see that city for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2890667490408953028?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2890667490408953028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2890667490408953028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2890667490408953028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2890667490408953028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-more-to-come.html' title='There&apos;s More To Come'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-8922676362139265930</id><published>2010-08-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:50:55.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Open The Door Collection'/><title type='text'>Will You Cry Crucify?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'WillYouCryCrucify-_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/WillYouCryCrucify/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+WillYouCryCrucify+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'WillYouCryCrucify-_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/WillYouCryCrucify/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+WillYouCryCrucify+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop when song ends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walk down the road to Calvary, along the path Christ trod,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and witness there the sacrifice of the Holy Lamb of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch as the nails are driven in; each blow struck by our sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as willingly, Christ laid down his life in such agony and pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you with the crowd cry crucify, and spit in the Saviour’s face?&lt;br /&gt;Will you turn away, and try to deny he suffered and died in your place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or will you to the cruel cross draw nigh, seeking out God’s gift of grace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where the precious blood of the crucified will all your sins erase?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hear Jesus say, “Forgive them, for they know not what they do.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Son of God, who knew no sin, is pleading there for me and you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch as the crimson drops of blood fall on those kneeling below,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for they have found God’s redeeming love, beneath the cleansing flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you with the crowd cry crucify, and spit in the Saviour’s face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you turn away, and try to deny he suffered and died in your place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or will you to the cruel cross draw nigh, seeking out God’s gift of grace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where the precious blood of the crucified will all your sins erase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your sins erase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I first got saved I had no Bible knowledge. Knowing that Easter was just two weeks away, one of the first things I read about in my Bible was Jesus’ crucifixion. I wanted to learn all I could about what my Saviour had done for me. The account of Jesus suffering on that cross and shedding his blood for my sins made an indelible impression on my heart. How can anyone who reads or hears of the sacrifice Jesus made not be profoundly affected by it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An old spiritual asks the question, “Were you there when they crucified my Lord?” The haunting tone of the song draws the listener into the scene, and truly can cause one to tremble, knowing that though not physically there, our sin was there, and it was not ‘they’ but ‘we’ who crucified our Lord. It was our sin that caused Jesus to walk that road to Calvary. It was your sin and mine that swung that hammer, driving those nails through Jesus’ hands, as he willingly endured excruciating physical pain. But that pain could not compare with the anguish Jesus must have experienced when he, the sinless Son of God, took upon himself the sins of the whole world. He became the sacrificial lamb, shedding his blood for our redemption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As Jesus hung on that cross, blood pouring from the wounds on his head, his hands and his feet, he looked down at the crowd below, and saw the faces of those who had earlier cried, “Crucify him!” As the crowd continued to mock and deride him, Jesus said, “Father forgive them; for they know not what they do.” In the face of such amazing love and wondrous grace, how can anyone remain in that crowd crying, “Crucify!”? Why not step out from the crowd and kneel at Jesus feet where his precious blood will wash away your sin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke 23:21 But they cried, saying, Crucify him, crucify him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 27:27-31 Then the soldiers of the governor took Jesus into the common hall, and gathered unto him the whole band of soldiers. And they stripped him, and put on him a scarlet robe. And when they had platted a crown of thorns, they put it upon his head, and a reed in his right hand: and they bowed the knee before him, and mocked him, saying, Hail, King of the Jews! And they spit upon him, and took the reed, and smote him on the head. And after that they had mocked him, they took the robe off from him, and put his own raiment on him, and led him away to crucify him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke 23:33,34 And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified him, and the malefactors, one on the right hand, and the other on the left. Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. And they parted his raiment, and cast lots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-8922676362139265930?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8922676362139265930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=8922676362139265930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8922676362139265930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8922676362139265930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/08/will-you-cry-crucify.html' title='Will You Cry Crucify?'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-4336089993309534002</id><published>2010-08-04T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:51:32.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><title type='text'>I Will Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'IWillSing_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/IWillSing/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+IWillSing+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'IWillSing_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/IWillSing/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+IWillSing+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©&amp;nbsp;Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop when song ends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Jesus sought me and redeemed me with his precious blood.&lt;br /&gt;Forever I will sing his praise.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll rejoice, for Jesus loves me and abides in me.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing of his mercy and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Yes, I’ll sing of the mercy and grace of God;&lt;br /&gt;of his comfort, his love, joy and peace.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing of his glory, his victory, his power.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing till he comes back for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;When I’m walking through a valley, Jesus takes my hand,&lt;br /&gt;and guides me to the pastures green.&lt;br /&gt;Then he leads me by still waters, and restores my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Of his comfort and love I will sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Yes, I’ll sing of the mercy and grace of God;&lt;br /&gt;of his comfort, his love, joy and peace.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing of his glory, his victory, his power.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing till he comes back for me.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I commit my way to Jesus, and I trust in him,&lt;br /&gt;for he will always meet my needs.&lt;br /&gt;God’s peace keeps my heart and mind through Jesus Christ, my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing of his joy and his peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Yes, I’ll sing of the mercy and grace of God;&lt;br /&gt;of his comfort, his love, joy and peace.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing of his glory, his victory, his power.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing till he comes back for me.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;The creator, precious Saviour, Jesus Christ, my Lord,&lt;br /&gt;the Lamb of God, the King of kings.&lt;br /&gt;I will tell his wondrous works, and glory in his name.&lt;br /&gt;Of his victory and power I will sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Yes, I’ll sing of the mercy and grace of God;&lt;br /&gt;of his comfort, his love, joy and peace.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing of his glory, his victory, his power.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing till he comes back for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I will sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 23:2-4 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-4336089993309534002?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4336089993309534002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=4336089993309534002&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4336089993309534002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4336089993309534002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-will-sing.html' title='I Will Sing'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-7926636990302132813</id><published>2010-07-29T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:52:14.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>My Reason To Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'MyReasonToSing_render1.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/MyReasonToSing_420/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+MyReasonToSing_420+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'MyReasonToSing_render1.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/MyReasonToSing_420/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+MyReasonToSing_420+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©&amp;nbsp;Deborah Bolack 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(lyrics 2003/melody revised 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop when song ends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(intro)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God laid the Earth’s foundation, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and set the world in it’s place;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raised up majestic mountains, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;carved valleys, and spread out the plains.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God made and garnished the heavens,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and set the stars in the night;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;designed the morning sunrise, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bestowed on the world his light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yet he thought of me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a love that spans all time and space.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, created me with a special plan for all my days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God sent his Son to save me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgave me all of my sins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave his word to guide me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his Spirit to dwell within.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God made my heart to hold him, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before my life had begun,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then gave me breath to praise him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and whispered, “There’s songs to be sung.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now he lives in me, and he gives me a reason to sing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, abides in me; my Creator, my Saviour and King.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To God be the glory, he is my reason to sing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My reason to sing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome thought! The God who created this world, this universe, and things that I can’t even see or imagine, loves me! To think that before I was even born, he knew me, and he had a plan for my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 1:10 And, thou , Lord, in the beginning hast laid the foundation of the earth; and the heavens are the works of thine hands:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 8:3,4 When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? And the son of man, that thou visitest him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 104:33 I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-7926636990302132813?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7926636990302132813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=7926636990302132813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7926636990302132813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7926636990302132813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-reason-to-sing.html' title='My Reason To Sing'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-905251113449440353</id><published>2010-07-27T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:52:58.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep Trusting Collection'/><title type='text'>Don't Look Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'DontLookBack_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/DontLookBack_784/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+DontLookBack_784+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'DontLookBack_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/DontLookBack_784/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+DontLookBack_784+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©&amp;nbsp;Deborah Bolack 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop when song ends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart was overwhelmed by the times I’d compromised.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Past mistakes and failures were all there before my eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could my Saviour use me? I’d wasted so much time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I bowed my head in sorrow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I heard a still small voice reply,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Don’t look back, the past is past;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;put your hand to the plow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today you can move forward, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you’ll trust me and serve me now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t look back, just run the race,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and press on toward the mark.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lay aside every sin and weight;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just trust me with all your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you’re longing to be free from the cords of sin that bind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can have forgiveness; don’t believe the devil’s lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord still wants to use you, so now redeem the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you’ll bow your head, repenting, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know a still small voice will guide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Don’t look back, the past is past;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put your hand to the plow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today you can move forward,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you'll trust me and serve me now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't look back, just run the race, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and press on toward the mark.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lay aside every sin and weight;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just trust me with all your heart.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't Look Back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been times in my life when I felt that I had failed my Lord and Saviour; that I had spent so much time putting my own desires ahead of His, that it was too late to make up for lost time....that He could never use me. But it's never too late, to turn back to the Lord. God has a plan for each one of us, and even though we may take detours, and get off the path he has set before us, there is always a way back....and the moment I bow my head in repentance, the Lord takes my hand and leads the way. The rest of the road may be different from what the Lord had originally planned, but the same God who made a way in the wilderness is able to once again lead me beside still waters and through green pastures. I am so thankful that with the rising of the sun each new day, my Lord and Saviour gives me a fresh start, and an opportunity to serve him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fresh start is there for you too. "Don't look back, the past is past, today you can move forward if you'll trust me and serve me now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 9:62 And Jesus said unto him, No man, having put his hand to the plough, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:1 Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 3:14 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 5:16 Redeeming the time, because the days are evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; 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&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(©2009 Deborah Bolack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momma, I just saw one of God's miracles!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know he did it just for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He planted that blue flower in the middle of the field,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to tell me how much he cares for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord give me the eyes of a child;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see your hand in every gift and trial,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To marvel at your works, to wonder at your grace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To stand in awe and glorify your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every day we experience God's miracles,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we're quick to simply brush them aside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We count them little blessings,and we say a prayer of thanks,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as we go on about our busy lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord give me the eyes of a child;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see your hand in every gift and trial,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To marvel at your works, to wonder at your grace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To stand in awe and glorify your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone wants to tell of God's miracles;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of great healings, and of reaching lost souls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But greater is the message of a simple childlike faith,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crying,"I just saw one of our God's miracles!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord give me the eyes of a child;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see your hand in every gift and trial,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To marvel at your works, to wonder at your grace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To stand in awe and glorify your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I just saw one of your miracles!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stand in awe and glorify your name!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was based on a post written by &lt;a href="http://reachingtheloveless.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julie Loveless&lt;/a&gt;. I decided to include her post here, so you'll see just why I had to write this song....how could I not!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Julie's post below......God's Miracles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a time when something was said, maybe it wasn't even said to you, but you heard it and just couldn't get it out of your head? This happened to me the other day. We were driving to church when Jerry yelled out excitedly from the back seat, "Momma, I just saw one of God's miracles!" I can't even remember exactly what he saw. It had something to do with a turkey balloon and the wind!? (Jerry's four-going-on-five.) Regardless, I just haven't been able to shake that statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, God does wonderful, amazing things all around us and we just keep on going like it was nothing. Young children see things differently. I suppose that's one of the reasons we've been admonished to have faith like a child. Jerry often marvels over things that seem so everyday to me. I was reading in the Psalms to the kids a few nights ago when Jerry just couldn't get over the fact that God, the Almighty God, wants to be his God too. I remember last Easter when Jerry found a little purple flower growing in the middle of a huge field. He wondered that the Creator of the Universe put that little flower right there for him to enjoy. This morning, he said he was so thankful that God helped him to sleep all night long. Every day brings some new revelation to strengthen his faith in the I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we have seen many of God's miracles. God has healed my father's irregularly high heart rate, surprising the doctors, and giving us reason to rejoice. We have driven many thousands of kilometers through mountains, valleys, plains, desert, etc... and have not had one accident. God has spared us from the more serious flu viruses going around. The list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday God puts miracles -- not chance circumstances, not coincidences -- but MIRACLES in our lives. How often do we recognize them? Big things like miraculous healings, well, those are the ones we can't wait until testimony time to share. For some reason, we often convince ourselves that "big" miracles are a sign of God's approval on our lives. Yet, we diminish the importance of what we consider "little blessings" as inconsequential. Even when we do value them, we are embarrassed to share them because it seems childish to think of such things as miracles. Consider this -- ALL of God's miracles are for the simple reason of bringing glory to GOD. Don't be afraid to share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask you this, "What is a miracle?" This may seem over simplified, but -- miracles are something only God can do. It took no more of God's power to heal my dad than it did to put a little blue flower in a field in just the right spot for a little boy to learn that God cares about him. It takes the same power to save a sinful soul from Hell that it does to keep you breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Momma, I just saw one of God's miracles!" Have you seen a miracle lately? God bless you. Keep on a prayin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-7403591356482046818?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7403591356482046818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=7403591356482046818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7403591356482046818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7403591356482046818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/07/gods-miracles.html' title='God&apos;s Miracles'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5043123511662194572</id><published>2010-07-23T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:53:44.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Open The Door Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>His Great Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'HisGreatLove_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/HisGreatLove/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+HisGreatLove+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'HisGreatLove_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/HisGreatLove/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+HisGreatLove+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;Deborah Bolack 1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was dead in sin, God spoke so tenderly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew that friends were praying, and weeping just for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, who is rich in mercy, with his great love, loved me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now I am persuaded, through faith, his grace saved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I left my false profession, and Jesus set me free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I surrendered all at the cross of Calvary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God who is rich in mercy, with his great love, loved me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now I am persuaded, through faith, his grace saved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He took my heavy burden, and now abides in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives my life direction, and fills my heart with peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God who is rich in mercy, with his great love, loved me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now I am persuaded, through faith, his grace saved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God's great love saved me.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When our son, Lorne was sixteen, we attended our church’s family camp, as we did every year. The message being preached that morning was from Ephesians Chapter 3, but Lorne happened to glance over at &lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 2: 4,5 and read, But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, Even when we were dead in sins, hath quickened us together with Christ, (by grace ye are saved;)&lt;/strong&gt; Lorne was suddenly struck with the realization that God loved him! Not that this was new to him, but he had just never quite seen it so clearly before. The invitation song was, ‘Almost Persuaded.……..almost but lost.’ The message from the previous day had been, “Don’t Go To Hell On a False Profession.” Lorne had made previous professions of salvation, but that morning he knew that he was still lost. At the end of the message, Lorne went forward and asked the Lord to save him. Praise the Lord! A few days later I asked Lorne to jot down a few thoughts and scriptures that had led to his salvation, and I wrote ‘His Great Love,’ as Lorne’s salvation song.&lt;br /&gt;Lorne&amp;nbsp;has had his share of struggles as he has made his way along this journey. It is my prayer that no matter what trials come in this life, Lorne will always remember that God’s rich mercy and great love have never diminished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 2:4,5 But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, Even when we were dead in sins, hath quickened us together with Christ, (by grace ye are saved;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acts 26:28 Then Agrippa said unto Paul, Almost thou persuadest me to be a Christian.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5043123511662194572?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5043123511662194572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5043123511662194572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5043123511662194572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5043123511662194572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/07/his-great-love.html' title='His Great Love'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-1686765416994597637</id><published>2010-07-05T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:24:01.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Mother&apos;s Heart Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Bring Them Unto Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_13288015190333" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.6315642170044844" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/BringThemUntoMe/BringThemUntoMe_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+BringThemUntoMe+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A father in despair is trying desperately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to find someone to deliver his son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from the devil's snare, and set him free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But all he's tried has failed, and his heavy heart is grieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's struggling on; his hope is almost gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when Jesus says, "Bring him unto me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring them unto me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your lost, your loved, your wayward ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bring them unto me, bring them unto me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh hurt and weary come, come on bended knee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and bring them unto me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A child gone astray can shatter all our dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our hopes and plans built on shifting sand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that keeps giving way beneath our feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But in our brokeness is the healing that we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll find the strength to hope and trust again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'cause Jesus says, "Bring them unto me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring them unto me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your lost, your loved, your wayward ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bring them unto me, bring them unto me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh hurt and weary come, come on bended knee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and bring them unto me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring them unto me, and lay them at my feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;I wrote this song in&amp;nbsp;January, 2010.&amp;nbsp;My friend Aliene had posted a message by Charles Spurgeon, who just happens to be one of my favorite preachers from days gone by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His text was Mark 9:19 He answereth him, and saith, oh faithless generation, how long shall I be with you? how long shall I suffer you? bring him unto me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his message he kept repeating the phrase, "Bring them unto me!" Of course those words stuck in my head until I put them into a song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-1686765416994597637?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1686765416994597637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=1686765416994597637&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1686765416994597637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1686765416994597637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/bring-them-unto-me.html' title='Bring Them Unto Me'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-657877161011287529</id><published>2010-07-03T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T09:52:21.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Gussy's Song - Justin's adoption song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/GussysSong/GussysSong_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+GussysSong+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/GussysSong/GussysSong_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+GussysSong+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop after song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© Deborah Bolack 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TCS9WP8vFfI/AAAAAAAAEsk/49ZPD69TZj0/s1600/Gusdad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TCS9WP8vFfI/AAAAAAAAEsk/49ZPD69TZj0/s320/Gusdad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God gave you life, God gave you breath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for a time he’s given you to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&amp;nbsp;brought us joy right from the start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;For all time you’ll be in our hearts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All things work together for good,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Lord has promised in his word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in his plan we will put our trust,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for it was he who lent you to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We gave you love, we watched you grow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if in time, we&amp;nbsp;have to&amp;nbsp;let you go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God will give peace; you’re in his hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his time we will understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so for the time&amp;nbsp; you are here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’ll hold each moment precious and dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thank the Lord for the time that we share,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for entrusting you to our care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God gave you life, God gave you breath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for a time he’s given you to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God gives us grace, you’re in his hands. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his time we will understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are in his hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 17:25b, 28a seeing he giveth to all life, and breath, and all things; &lt;br /&gt;For in him we live, and move, and have our being;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 28: 6,7 Blessed be the Lord, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications. The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 34:8 O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day a little boy came to our home as an emergency placement. He was a scrawny little two and a half month old baby. We seldom had the opportunity to foster babies, so when given my choice between three siblings, I said we’d take the baby. It happened that we were also waiting for an adoption placement at the time, so we were only accepting short term emergency foster children. Two weeks quickly turned into two months, and then four months. By this time we had fallen in love with Justin, who we had somehow nicknamed ‘Gussy.’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When our agency heard that we had used the word ‘adopt,’ two social workers were promptly dispatched to our door to set us straight. We were told in no uncertain terms that it was highly unlikely that we would ever be allowed to adopt this baby, and that we should forget about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As much as I loved Gussy, I knew I needed to prepare my heart for whatever might happen. The only way to do that was to remind myself of who is in control. It wasn’t the social workers who had placed the baby, and it surely wasn’t us. It was God who brought Gussy to our home, and it was God who had a plan for his life. All he asked of us was to love this precious baby, and to care for him, for however long he stayed with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As it turned out, Justin did stay with us! It was a very long and difficult process, but shortly after he turned four years old, we were granted legal guardianship of Justin. God is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song was my response to being told that we should not hold out hope of adopting Gussy. When it comes right down to it, this should be our response concerning all of our children. When the Lord blesses our lives with a child, we have no way of knowing how long we them. Whether through illness, a tragic accident, or some other circumstance, any one of our children can be taken from us. We need to cherish every moment we have with our children, and seek God’s wisdom for the part we have been given in his plan for their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-657877161011287529?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/657877161011287529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=657877161011287529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/657877161011287529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/657877161011287529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/07/gussys-song-justins-adoption-song.html' title='Gussy&apos;s Song - Justin&apos;s adoption song'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TCS9WP8vFfI/AAAAAAAAEsk/49ZPD69TZj0/s72-c/Gusdad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-8982857981012485562</id><published>2010-06-25T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T07:21:50.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Fuzzy Blue - Daniel's adoption song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TCSsWGJG3NI/AAAAAAAAEsc/YA-kNBcnv9E/s1600/Scan10051Danny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TCSsWGJG3NI/AAAAAAAAEsc/YA-kNBcnv9E/s320/Scan10051Danny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/FuzzyBlue/FuzzyBlue_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+FuzzyBlue+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/FuzzyBlue/FuzzyBlue_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+FuzzyBlue+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(stop when done)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our God puts together families in such surprising ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We weren’t looking for a blessing when you came to us that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we wrapped you up in fuzzy blue, not knowing how long you’d stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We held you closer to our hearts and loved you more each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As God chose his own Son’s family to give him love and care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he’s still placing little blessings in those homes with love to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you’ve wrapped yourself around our hearts; &lt;br /&gt;we know that you’re here to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hold you in that fuzzy blue, and thank the Lord each day.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're so thankful for our blessing wrapped up in fuzzy blue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isaiah 63:7a I will mention the lovingkindnesses of the Lord, and the praises of the Lord, according to all that the Lord hath bestowed on us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daniel came to us straight from the hospital, as a foster baby, and we wrapped him up in a fuzzy blue blanket that he still sleeps with every night. He was only supposed to stay for a short time, but plans changed, and we were able to adopt him when he was eighteen months old. We hadn’t expected to adopt another child, but once again, God had other plans, and of course we are thankful every day for our unexpected blessing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-8982857981012485562?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8982857981012485562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=8982857981012485562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8982857981012485562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8982857981012485562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/fuzzy-blue-adoption-song.html' title='Fuzzy Blue - Daniel&apos;s adoption song'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TCSsWGJG3NI/AAAAAAAAEsc/YA-kNBcnv9E/s72-c/Scan10051Danny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2194018789056908773</id><published>2010-06-24T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T07:22:25.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Our Starfish - Jeremy's adoption song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jerry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© Deborah Bolack 2000&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking along a sandy beach, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a boy saw star fish at his feet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One by one he threw them far; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;into the ocean, flew each little star.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then a man who was watching just shook his head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You can’t save them all,” he finally said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the boy threw a star fish out to the sea,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he gazed out at the water, and he started to speak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ I can’t save all the star fish&amp;nbsp;that wait on this&amp;nbsp;shore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I gave that one a chance to live life once more.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I thought of a star fish out of the sea,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Lord touched my heart, and he spoke to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of a boy who was needing someone to come,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and give to him a family and a home of his own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, we took our starfish, a gift from the Lord,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and together we’ve been blessed far beyond that shore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking along a sandy beach.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Luke 15:4,6 What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he cometh home, he calleth his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brian and I had decided to adopt another child, and a year after we began the process, we were told about a little fifteen month old boy. The information we were given described a beautiful little boy with twinkling blue eyes, who was at risk of having many developmental problems as he grew older. As much as we wanted another child, we needed to know for sure that this was the one the Lord had for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As we prayed for God’s guidance, our church had a visiting preacher come to share his ministry. He used the story of the starfish as an illustration. God’s answer couldn’t have been more clear. This little boy was our starfish. One month later we brought Jerry home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2194018789056908773?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2194018789056908773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2194018789056908773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2194018789056908773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2194018789056908773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-starfish-adoption-song.html' title='Our Starfish - Jeremy&apos;s adoption song'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TCKuq_JdIQI/AAAAAAAAEqs/reJkl_gBvOI/s72-c/Jerrymom2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6997289428265198197</id><published>2010-06-22T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T08:41:40.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>We Pray For Canada - for Canada Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/WePrayForCanada/WePrayForCanada_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+WePrayForCanada+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/WePrayForCanada/WePrayForCanada_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+WePrayForCanada+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While the values of this country are diminished&amp;nbsp;day by&amp;nbsp;day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;may we lift your standard higher, to show the only way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make us a lighthouse on the sea, drawing souls to faith in thee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in your strength help us to stand, against attacks throughout this land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, shine the light of your salvation, in the hearts across our nation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we pray for Canada, and your blessings from above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While folks claim their rights and freedoms, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lives are crushed beneath sins waves.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May we sound a warning siren, and tell them Jesus saves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make us a lighthouse on the sea, drawing souls to faith in thee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in your strength help us to stand, against attacks throughout this land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, shine the light of your salvation, in the hearts across our nation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we pray for Canada, and your blessings from above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we beam the gospel message, shining hope and grace on lives,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;may they reach out for the lifeline, that they may come to Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make us a lighthouse on the sea, drawing souls to faith in thee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in your strength help us to stand, against attacks throughout this land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, shine the light of your salvation, in the hearts across our nation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we pray for Canada, and your blessings from above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we pray for Canada, may revival start with us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every day, the values of our country are increasingly eroded. Immoral groups push for their rights, while the rights and freedoms of believers continue to be infringed upon. More and more children grow up without ever hearing about Jesus Christ. As the darkness of sin spreads across our nation, we as a body of believers have the responsibility to shine the light of the gospel through that darkness, in our own city, and across this country. We pray that God will continue to give us opportunities to spread his word, as he draws the lost to his saving grace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isaiah 62:10 Go through, go through the gates; prepare ye the way of the people; cast up the highway; gather out the stones; lift up a standard for the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 14:6 Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the father, but by me.&lt;br /&gt;John 8:12 Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6997289428265198197?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6997289428265198197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6997289428265198197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6997289428265198197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6997289428265198197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-pray-for-canada-for-canada-day.html' title='We Pray For Canada - for Canada Day'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5203473826518176725</id><published>2010-06-17T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:27:52.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>My Father Prays For Me - for Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/MyFatherPraysForMe/MyFatherPraysForMe_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+MyFatherPraysForMe+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/MyFatherPraysForMe/MyFatherPraysForMe_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+MyFatherPraysForMe+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father isn't a man of great riches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;owning gold or property.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesn't seek for worldly wealth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has the treasure we need, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laid up in heaven's storehouse for all eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this most precious jewel he shares;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my father prays for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father prays for me, in the calm and through the storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, he prays for me, through the night and in the morn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what my need, I know he will intercede.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He lifts me up before God's throne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father prays for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father isn't a man of great knowledge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;found in books or a degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesn't seek wisdom of men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has the answer we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His trust is in God's word that endures eternally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this most precious jewel he shares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father prays for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father prays for me, in the calm and through the storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, he prays for me, through the night and in the morn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what my need, I know he will intercede.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He lifts me up before God's throne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father prays for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father prays for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*I wrote this song for my grown up kids to sing for their dad on Father's day.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My husband is not a rich man by the world’s standards, and he is not a university educated man. His learning has come through experience, hard work, and living for the Lord. He may not have a lot of wealth or book learning to pass on to his children, but he has something far more valuable. He has a relationship with the Lord of lords and King of kings, and every morning he lifts his children up before the throne of grace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It took many years of marriage, and a lot of heartbreak for us to get into the habit of praying together regularly. Because I am not an early riser, Brian has made it his practice to sit on the edge of our bed, and pray with me every morning before he leaves for work. He prays for each of our grown children and their families, then our younger children, and then any special prayer requests we may have that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I pray that my children know how blessed they are to have a father who prays for them regularly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:20 But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 5:3 My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5203473826518176725?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5203473826518176725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5203473826518176725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5203473826518176725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5203473826518176725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-father-prays-for-me-for-fathers-day.html' title='My Father Prays For Me - for Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5070659243518166489</id><published>2010-06-15T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:49:23.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Two Lives Made One - a wedding song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop at end of song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today we pledge our love to live as one in Christ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now to have and to hold, to join as man and wife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bone of my bones; flesh of my flesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two hearts, one love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two promises, one covenant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two lives made one in Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today we will unite, surrounded by such love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now in candle light, we join our flames as one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bone of my bones; flesh of my flesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two hearts, one love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two promises, one covenant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two lives made one in Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today we journey on. We're travelling side by side,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trusting in our Lord to be our daily guide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bone of my bones; flesh of my flesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two hearts, one love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two promises, one covenant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two lives made one in Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two lives made one in Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genesis 2:23a And Adam said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 5:31&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For this cause&amp;nbsp;shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall&amp;nbsp;be joined&amp;nbsp;unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love makes a commitment to be there come what may.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love survives through hardships; grows stronger every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love is a decision to stick through thick or thin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love is kind and patient; forgives and gives again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love bears all things, believes and hopes all things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love will never fail, for true love endures all things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love is not diminished as years go passing by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love comes from our Father, to share the vast supply.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love has no conditions; it doesn’t keep a score.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love just keeps on loving, and loving more and more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love bears all things, believes and hopes all things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love will never fail, for true love endures all things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love came down from heaven; gave all that he could give.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love will guide your future, as your new lives begin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love&amp;nbsp;bears all things; believes and hopes all things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love will never fail when your lives are one in Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I originally wrote this song for Brian and gave it to him on our 22nd anniversary. Our Pastor had begun teaching a series on marriage and the family, and if I recall correctly, he had given some homework. I don't remember the details, but this song was the result!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Later I made a few changes and added some lyrics. I sang it at a wedding shower for a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8a Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Charity never faileth;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 John 4:16 And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6804776252894332757?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6804776252894332757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6804776252894332757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6804776252894332757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6804776252894332757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/true-love-wedding-song.html' title='True Love -  a wedding song'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/TBZw9ZY5BfI/AAAAAAAAEpA/-ijoS59eIdo/s72-c/debbrianWED.JPG2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6970617937139888016</id><published>2010-06-11T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:54:57.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where The River Leads cd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>You Remind Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003333;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/YouRemindMe_275/YouRemindMe.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+YouRemindMe_275+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="340" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/YouRemindMe_275/YouRemindMe.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+YouRemindMe_275+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003333; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003333; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Performed by Terry Neufeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003333;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Lord, when I am trudging through a valley filled with mire,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling oh so lonely, my circumstances dire;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering where the joy of thy salvation went;&lt;br /&gt;Weary of my burdens, my energy all spent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;You remind me of those mountains&lt;br /&gt;Hidden by the clouds….clouds of my own making,&lt;br /&gt;Created by my sin and doubts.&lt;br /&gt;You remind me just to set my eyes and heart on things above,&lt;br /&gt;Then you lift me to the heights upon your wings of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Lord, so many times I’ve traveled down that same old path,&lt;br /&gt;From that lofty mountain to cloudy misty flats.&lt;br /&gt;If I’d turn to you before I go astray,&lt;br /&gt;I know you would guide me along the higher way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;You remind me of those mountains&lt;br /&gt;Hidden by the clouds….clouds of my own making,&lt;br /&gt;Created by my sin and doubts.&lt;br /&gt;You remind me just to set my eyes and heart on things above,&lt;br /&gt;Then you lift me to the heights upon your wings of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;You remind me each time I slide and I lose sight of you.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, forgive my sin; I surrender all to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the ‘original version’ of this song in 1996, after a conversation with a friend. Over the years I made a few revisions to the lyrics and eventually changed the melody, but the message behind the song remained the same.&lt;br /&gt;Many years prior to it’s writing, I had read a book in which the author used the phrase, ‘the misty flats.’ I remember nothing else about the book, but I sure have visited some misty flats. I hate to admit it, but I’ve spent far too much of my journey in that very place. In spite of the fact that I know my way out, and could be walking beside still waters, or strolling through green pastures, perhaps even standing on a mountain top, I end up wandering aimlessly, wondering why the joy has gone from my life. I get preoccupied with just living day to day, and I wander off the trail, neglecting my Bible and forgetting to pray. I get so far away from the Lord that I convince myself that I’m going through a valley, when in reality I’m really just flopping around in a muddy ditch. I may feel like my circumstances are dire, but it’s my frame of mind that’s in need of an adjustment. I’m looking at things from my own earthly perspective rather than setting my eyes on things above. It’s my own sin; my pride, my selfish attitude, and my laziness that has put a black cloud over my head, and blocked my view of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When I stay on the right path, I may encounter real valleys and storms, but I know that if I just keep heading straight, my Lord will bring me through. It’s when I try to side step, that I find myself back on the flats, and I know that one more misstep could take me into the mud and the mire of the slough. Thankfully, my Lord, is gracious and long suffering, and I’m only one prayer away from getting my heart right. Somehow, he nudges me back to the path he’s set out for me, and I step out into the warmth of his light. As I thank him yet again for his mercy and grace, I wonder how I ever settled for the misty flats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 51:12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:2 Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 94:18 When I said, My foot slippeth; thy mercy, O Lord, held me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6970617937139888016?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6970617937139888016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6970617937139888016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6970617937139888016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6970617937139888016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-remind-me.html' title='You Remind Me'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-8140420454931636441</id><published>2010-06-06T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T13:11:59.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><title type='text'>Unto My King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; 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&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;The God of all comfort, the Father of glory,&lt;br /&gt;our God is faithful and true.&lt;br /&gt;He is the only King of kings.&lt;br /&gt;To him all glory is due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now unto the king, eternal, immortal,&lt;br /&gt;be honour, and glory, and power,&lt;br /&gt;through Jesus Christ, our Saviour and Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever, Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;The God of all hope, the Father of mercies,&lt;br /&gt;the everlasting and wise.&lt;br /&gt;He is the blessed Lord of lords.&lt;br /&gt;All nature testifies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Now unto the king, eternal, immortal,&lt;br /&gt;be honour, and glory, and power,&lt;br /&gt;through Jesus Christ, our Saviour and Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Unto my King, eternal, immortal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;be honour, and glory and praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 1:3,18 Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:17a That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory,&lt;br /&gt;Romans 15:13a Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing,&lt;br /&gt;Romans 16:27 To God only wise, be glory through Jesus Christ for ever. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 1:9 God is faithful, by whom ye were called unto the fellowship of his Son Jesus Christ our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;1 Timothy 6:15 Which in his times he shall shew, who is the blessed and only Potentate, the King of kings, and Lord of lords;&lt;br /&gt;1 Timothy 1:17 Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-8140420454931636441?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8140420454931636441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=8140420454931636441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8140420454931636441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8140420454931636441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/unto-my-king.html' title='Unto My King'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-1266060652001871661</id><published>2010-06-05T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:22:58.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back Into Battle Collection'/><title type='text'>Faith Cometh By Hearing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="320"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/FaithComethByHearing/FaithComethByHearing_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+FaithComethByHearing+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/FaithComethByHearing/FaithComethByHearing_render.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+FaithComethByHearing+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack &amp;amp; Dana Talbot 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Burn in our minds an image that cannot fade away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Create in hearts a burden that lasts beyond today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for a world that’s lost and dying, on the road to hell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while the ransomed of the Lord in contentment dwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But how shall the people hear, unless their soil we’ve trod?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lift up your eyes and look; already the fields are white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t wait any longer to bring the darkness light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord, please work in each heart to heed the Saviour’s call,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to follow where he leadeth, and surrender all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To reach the many nations, Lord, this is our prayer;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to tell all of creation, Jesus their sin did bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But how shall the people hear, unless their soil we’ve trod?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lift up your eyes and look; already the fields are white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t wait any longer to bring the darkness light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He that goeth forth with weeping, bearing precious seed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shall come again rejoicing, bringing with him his sheaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So let our hearts be broken, as for souls we pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and let us not grow weary showing them the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But how shall the people hear, unless their soil we’ve trod?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lift up your eyes and look; already the fields are white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t wait any longer to bring the darkness light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faith cometh by hearing, and we must shine&amp;nbsp;His light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 126:6 He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 4:35b behold, I say unto you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often when we have a missionary come to present his field, we feel a burden for the lost souls he is trying to reach, and even give in the offering to help with his support. But after he leaves we go on with our lives, and before long we’ve forgotten that mission field and maybe even the missionary’s name. If only God could burn in our minds a picture of the lost souls sliding into hell, as we sit in the comfort of our church, taking for granted the Bible we hold in our hands, and the salvation in our hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* This was one of the first lyrics I wrote. I knew nothing about music, so I asked my daughter Dana to write music for it. My daughter Christie played for us and we sang it in church. We had it recorded at one time, but it was on cassette and I no longer have a copy.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-1266060652001871661?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1266060652001871661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=1266060652001871661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1266060652001871661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1266060652001871661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/faith-cometh-by-hearing.html' title='Faith Cometh By Hearing'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-7502061544712621837</id><published>2010-06-02T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:53:16.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Open The Door Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Christ Did The Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_73080869897926" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.7792137000910515" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/ChristDidTheWork/ChristDidTheWork_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+ChristDidTheWork+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christ shed his blood so willingly; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to the cold dark tomb for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then he rose again, with power on high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s Christ now who lives in my heart, not I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of my Lord, Jesus Christ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for all of my works avail nothing; but a new creature, in him, I’m alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christ did the work on Calvary; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;secured my place eternally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the power of God my faith shall stand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not in the wisdom or might of man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of my Lord, Jesus Christ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for all of my works avail nothing; but a new creature, in him, I’m alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will stand fast in liberty; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no more the yoke entangles me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been set free to serve in love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;until I am called to my home above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of my Lord, Jesus Christ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for all of my works avail nothing; but a new creature, in him, I’m alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will give thanks each day I live,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for blessings that my Saviour gives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rejoice in Christ and sing his praise;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;all glory and honour are due his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of my Lord, Jesus Christ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for all of my works avail nothing; but a new creature, in him, I’m alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only in Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 2:5 That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 6:14 But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me and I unto the world.&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 5:1 Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not tangled again with the yoke of bondage.&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that Jesus did all that was necessary to purchase my salvation at Calvary. Aside from accepting this free gift there is nothing I can do to earn my way into heaven, and nothing I must do to keep myself saved. There is no work of the flesh that will change my destination, or get me inside the doors of the New Jerusalem. When Jesus said, “It is finished,” he had paid it all. There is nothing I can add to the work of Christ. To him all glory and honour are due.&lt;br /&gt;I am just as thankful that there is no sin in my past, my present or my future that Jesus blood cannot fully cover. It’s all under the blood. When Jesus saved me I became a new creature in him. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;How sad it is that there are saved people who think that they can do something to add to the work of Christ, or that there is some sin in their past that can keep them from fully serving the Lord today. Jesus came to free us from the bonds of the law, and though we still have to live in this sinful flesh, in Jesus we are already seated in heavenly places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-7502061544712621837?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7502061544712621837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=7502061544712621837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7502061544712621837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7502061544712621837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/christ-did-work.html' title='Christ Did The Work'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-4593271744002929845</id><published>2010-05-27T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:57:11.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope and Peace Collection'/><title type='text'>It Came To Pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_20979081476003" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.07198233110196217" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/ItCameToPass_263/ItCameToPass_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+ItCameToPass_263+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop when song ends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In time all things will come to pass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trials and valleys, they won’t last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though they may seem too hard to bear, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just take heart, the Lord is there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He tells us of the saints of old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, such stories have been told,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and each time we hear the words,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It came to pass.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was in the fiery furnace;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was with them through the flood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was on the road to Emmaus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, he’s with each child of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether trudging through a valley, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or climbing a rocky path,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’ll look back one day, and say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It came to pass.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When time comes to an end at last;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trials and valleys in the past,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then we'll&amp;nbsp;dwell in that land so fair,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with our Lord forever there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&amp;nbsp;we’ll meet all those saints of old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, the stories we’ll be told,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and each time we’ll hear the words,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It came to pass.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was in the fiery furnace;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was with them through the flood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was on the road to Emmaus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, he’s with each child of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether trudging through a valley, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or climbing a rocky path,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’ll look back one day, and say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It came to pass.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trials and valleys came to pass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we feel like we are the only ones who have gone through these trials and valleys as we’re traveling down this path, but all we need do is look to the word of God to see that the road we are on is very well traveled, and many saints have gone on before us. We can take heart in the words, “It came to pass.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 1:10 That in the dispensation of the fulness of times he might gather together in one all things in Christ, both which are in heaven, and which are on earth; even in him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Thessalonians 4:17 Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-4593271744002929845?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4593271744002929845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=4593271744002929845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4593271744002929845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4593271744002929845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-hasnt-been-uploaded-yet-this-song.html' title='It Came To Pass'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-298521648215396084</id><published>2010-05-26T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:47:42.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collaborations'/><title type='text'>Because Of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_1258033656548" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.32820402108742213" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/BecauseOfJesus/BecauseOfJesus_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+BecauseOfJesus+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://songs-in-the-night.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bro. Jerry Bouey&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrote&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lyrics and sent them to me. I made a few small changes as I set them to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was lost and all alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus melted my heart of stone;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now there's a wonderful change within;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart's renewed, I can&amp;nbsp;reach out again;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of Jesus, I know that I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of Jesus, I want the best for you......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did a work within my heart;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His love He did impart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you - because of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a time I didn't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart was wounded beyond repair;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then God's Spirit worked within;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he repaired all the&amp;nbsp;hurt caused by sin;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of Jesus, I know that I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of Jesus, I want the best for you......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did a work within my heart;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His love He did impart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you - because of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a change I now can see;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He healed my heart - He set me free;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transformed by Love eternally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you - because of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;October 2nd, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jerry Bouey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the time we spend investing in the lives of others that will make the difference to them - in time and in eternity - the time we spend representing Jesus and being like Him in this dark world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 9:36 But when he saw the multitudes, he was moved with compassion on them, because they fainted, and were scattered abroad, as sheep having no shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;Jude 1:21-23 Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life. And of some have compassion, making a difference: And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;~~~Bro. Jerry Bouey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-298521648215396084?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/298521648215396084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=298521648215396084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/298521648215396084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/298521648215396084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-of-jesus.html' title='Because Of Jesus'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6353767830870956850</id><published>2010-05-25T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:47:00.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep Trusting Collection'/><title type='text'>Peace At Such A Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_93491336299243" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.7654459284084554" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/PeaceAtSuchATime/PeaceAtSuchATime_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+PeaceAtSuchATime+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop at end of song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I embark on this new journey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I’ll never walk alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though this path is not my choosing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life is not my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m created for a purpose;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God’s called me to his field,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I’ll see his will unfolding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I walk in truth and yield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I can’t see beyond today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walk the path ahead by faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His watering wells of hope are mine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives me peace at such a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I look back on paths I’ve travelled,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see God’s hand upon my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has brought me through dark valleys;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His word my guiding light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don’t need to know the reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God’s brought me to this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m just called to be a witness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To his glory and his grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I can’t see beyond today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walk the path ahead by faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His watering wells of hope are mine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives me peace at such a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peace at such a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ezra 4:17 Then sent the king an answer unto Rehum the chancellor, and to Shimshai the scribe, and to the rest of their companions that dwell in Samaria, and unto the rest beyond the river, Peace, and at such a time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 12:3 Therefore with joy shall ye draw water out of the wells of salvation. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song was written for my friend, 'Hope.' Getting to know Hope has been one of the blessings I've received through blogging. Her first blog, Watering Wells Of Hope, is a wonderful testimony of how God has worked in her life and used her during a difficult trial, to be a witness of his amazing grace. I look forward to one day seeing this story become a book, as I know that Hope has a message that will be a great encouragement to all who read it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her second blog is called This Is The Day. This is a quote from the sidebar,"As the turmoils of the world surround us ... with GOD there is HOPE and each day can bring rejoicing as we seek Him in it." This is the theme of Hopes writing, and I believe, her life. No matter what comes in this life, we can have joy, because our HOPE is in HIM. Hope has just set out on a new journey; another fiery trial, and as always, her focus is on the Lord, and what he would have her to do during this time to bring glory and honor to his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6353767830870956850?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6353767830870956850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6353767830870956850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6353767830870956850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6353767830870956850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/peace-at-such-time.html' title='Peace At Such A Time'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6466887373390912417</id><published>2010-05-24T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:20:21.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep Trusting Collection'/><title type='text'>But God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SbpmgqAuEBI/AAAAAAAADHs/9aUqOVvpc1U/s1600-h/ROSEinDARK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312671421656076306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SbpmgqAuEBI/AAAAAAAADHs/9aUqOVvpc1U/s400/ROSEinDARK.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_03497643052833" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.20709690082731347" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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giant's taunting me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He keeps pointing out my weakness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all my shattered dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But God can take a little stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if I'll offer it to Him;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;use it for his own glory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for in His strength I win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He will bring me through every trial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will praise Him and thank Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;delight in Him and trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll commit my way to Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and He will bring it to pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was trudging through a valley,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shedding tears along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through those days so dark and dreary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all life's colors seemed to fade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But God can make a flower bloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;out of season, in the gloom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just to say,"You are loved,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and someone is praying for you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He will bring me through every trial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will praise Him and thank Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;delight in Him and trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll commit my way to Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and He will bring it to pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I think of days gone by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the heartaches I have known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can see now I was learning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't make it on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But God brought healing and sweet peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;out of tragedy and grief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the memories that linger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are now so precious to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He will bring me through every trial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will praise Him and thank Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;delight in Him and trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll commit my way to Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and He will bring it to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll glorify none but God,&lt;br /&gt;for he holds my life in his hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6466887373390912417?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6466887373390912417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6466887373390912417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6466887373390912417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6466887373390912417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/but-god.html' title='But God'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SbpmgqAuEBI/AAAAAAAADHs/9aUqOVvpc1U/s72-c/ROSEinDARK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-3223708255375554600</id><published>2010-05-23T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:19:33.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Seventy Times Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_448273112183" width="350"&gt; &lt;param 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3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop song at end...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(c)Deborah Bolack 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;There's a brother who has stumbled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;on jagged rocks along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;He's angry and he's hurt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;lashing out just brings more pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;As he struggles for a foothold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;through this dark and lonely place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;what he needs is for God's people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;to reach out in love and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Unto seventy times seven is how oft we're to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Are we weary in well doing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Did we forget what Jesus said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Can't we bear another's burdens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and restore the fallen down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Can't we take the stones we're holding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and cast them to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;There's a sister who is weeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and wondering how things went so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;She's lost her hopes and dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and she's trying to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;But the world just keeps on spinning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;though her life has been laid waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;What she needs is for God's people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;to reach out in love and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Unto seventy times seven is how oft we're to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Are we weary in well doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Did we forget what Jesus said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Can't we bear another's burdens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and restore the fallen down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Can't we take the stones we're holding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and cast them to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;There are soldiers who are wounded;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;some for right and some for wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;They've tried to fight the fight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;but the enemy's so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;They feel beaten and deserted; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;years of service wiped away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;What they need is for God's people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;to reach out in love and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Unto seventy times seven is how oft we're to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Are we weary in well doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Did we forget what Jesus said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Can't we bear another's burdens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and restore the fallen down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Can't we take the stones we're holding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and cast them to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Seventy times seven, Lord Jesus, teach us how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Matthew 18:21, 22 Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times? Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-3223708255375554600?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3223708255375554600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=3223708255375554600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3223708255375554600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3223708255375554600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/seventy-times-seven.html' title='Seventy Times Seven'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5870134154804830172</id><published>2010-05-22T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T08:46:16.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><title type='text'>New Every Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_3126049926988" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.19143816506196737" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/NewEveryDay_11/NewEveryDay_render3.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+NewEveryDay_11+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Stop play bar at end of song...there's an extra minute at the end!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New Every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(©2010 Deborah Bolack)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Oh.. gracious is our Lord...., and blessed be his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Holy in all his works...., and righteous in all his ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Great is our.. Lord, and greatly to be praised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;His compassions never fail. They're new every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New mercies every morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;fall like dew by God's grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;God's compassions, his.... mercies are new every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;God upholds me when I fall..... lifts me up when I'm bowed down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;opens up his.. hand.....there satisfaction is found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Faithful is our Lord..... extending his great grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;His compassions never fail, they're new every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New mercies every morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;fall like dew by God's grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;New every day. (new every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;God's compassions, his mercies are new every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lamentaions 3:22, 23 It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Psalm 145:3 Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 145:8 The Lord is gracious, and full of compassion, slow to anger, and of great mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 145:14The Lord upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed down.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 145:16Thou openest thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 145:17The Lord is righteous in all his ways, and holy in all his works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading in Psalm 145 one day, and so many verses jumped out at me that I had to write them into a song. At first, I thought verse 1 was the chorus, but it just wasn't coming together, then two other verses in Lamentations came to me and I knew I had the chorus. I fiddled around with a couple of different sounds for the melody, and then set it aside. A few days later, I sat down at the piano and started pluncking out a new melody, and I knew right away it was the one for this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5870134154804830172?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5870134154804830172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5870134154804830172&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5870134154804830172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5870134154804830172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/02/worship-song-new-every-day.html' title='New Every Day'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6923231616948091931</id><published>2010-05-21T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:22:47.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Charity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_35792931146986" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~intro~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may speak the word with power,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;understanding all mysteries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may have faith to move a mountain;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sacrifice my everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I am just as sounding brass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if I have not charity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am just a tinkling cymbal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if God's love can't flow through me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For charity is kind and endures all things;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never seeks her own, but hopes and believes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charity rejoices in the truth, and never fails.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When all else has ceased to be, then abides charity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May I live a life of meekness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;showing mercy in every deed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and may my faith be moved to action,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reaching out to those in need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And may I have abounding grace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toward every soul I meet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am nothing without Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and his gift of charity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For charity is kind and endures all things;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never seeks her own, but hopes and believes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charity rejoices in the truth and never fails.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When all else has ceased to be, then abides charity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am nothing without charity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Based on 1 Corinthians 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6923231616948091931?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6923231616948091931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6923231616948091931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6923231616948091931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6923231616948091931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/charity.html' title='Charity'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-3924781962070490824</id><published>2010-05-12T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:06:00.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back Into Battle Collection'/><title type='text'>Miracles Happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Music has not been uploaded yet*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song will be part of my Hope and Peace Collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silas and Paul sang praises, and sought the Lord in prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though locked away in prison, they knew how much God cared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God sent a mighty earthquake in answer to their prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He made a way to freedom; their work was finished there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miracles happen when we pray. Our God cares, and answers all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we humbly seek his face, and we surrender all;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when we give thanks unto his name, for his mercy and his love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sacrifice of praise reaches his throne above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah went to the temple, and sought the Lord in prayer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She longed for a child, and knew how much God cared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God looked on her affliction, and answered Hannah’s prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He granted her petition. The Lord remembered her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miracles happen when we pray. Our God cares, and answers all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we humbly seek his face, and we surrender all;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when we give thanks unto his name, for his mercy and his love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sacrifice of praise reaches his throne above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paul was a man of God who sought the Lord in prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three times he asked for healing. He knew how much God cared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God gave him strength in weakness, to glorify his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though Paul still bore his burden, God gave sufficient grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miracles happen when we pray. Our God cares, and answers all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we humbly seek his face, and we surrender all;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when we give thanks unto his name, for his mercy and his love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sacrifice of praise reaches his throne above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus set our example, to seek the Lord in prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through all his earthly trials, he knew how much God cared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God has the perfect answer , before we ever pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he takes us through struggles, God gives sufficient grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miracles happen when we pray. Our God cares, and answers all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we humbly seek his face, and we surrender all;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when we give thanks unto his name, for his mercy and his love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sacrifice of praise reaches his throne above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke 11:9 And I say unto you, ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9 And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I am going through, I know how much God cares, and that he always has the answer to my prayer. He may not respond the way I would hope, but he will give sufficient grace to meet every trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-3924781962070490824?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3924781962070490824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=3924781962070490824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3924781962070490824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3924781962070490824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/miracles-happen.html' title='Miracles Happen'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2743425831344067458</id><published>2010-05-11T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:36:25.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope and Peace Collection'/><title type='text'>Jesus Knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Music has not been uploaded yet*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This song will be part of my Hope and Peace Collection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is the great physician, and he can make you whole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knows the wounds you bear; he longs to heal your soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus can make your life new; just give your heart to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He’ll wash the scars away; bring healing deep within.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus knows your every hurt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus knows you’ve lost your way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there’s no need in your life, that he can’t fill today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He’ll mend your broken heart, and never leave your side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reach out for the Saviour; you’ll never be denied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, the gentle shepherd, is there to guide your way.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knows the path you take; he seeks the lost each day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus will carry you through; cast all your cares on him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He’ll hold you to his heart; deliver you from sin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus knows your every hurt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus knows you’ve lost your way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there’s no need in your life, that he can’t fill today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He’ll mend your broken heart, and never leave your side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reach out for the Saviour; you’ll never be denied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus knows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what our life experience has been, Jesus knows all about it. He knows how we’ve been hurt. He knows all the mistakes we’ve made in the past. He can take whatever we bring to him; all the pain, the filth, the brokenness, and give healing, cleansing and a new heart in exchange. He takes away the emptiness and fills us with his Spirit…..if only we ask him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark 2:17 When Jesus heard it, he saith unto them, They that are whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick: I came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 10:14 I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark 6:34 And Jesus, when he came out, saw much people, and was moved with compassion toward them, because they were as sheep not having a shepherd: and he began to teach them many things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 23:1 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2743425831344067458?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2743425831344067458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2743425831344067458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2743425831344067458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2743425831344067458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/jesus-knows.html' title='Jesus Knows'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-189128842023580750</id><published>2010-05-11T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:01:02.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope and Peace Collection'/><title type='text'>That Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Music has not been uploaded yet*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song will be part of my Hope and Peace Collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why don’t you look for that silver lining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the cloud that’s overhead?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God for the raindrops falling,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sunny days are still ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When someone asks, “How are you this morning?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just forget about your aches.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God for the day he’s given,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and praise him for his grace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In everything give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing God’s praises every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere, look for God’s goodness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell everyone he’s the only way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you’ll find that silver lining,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sweet roses along the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when you find thorns among the roses,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don’t complain that life’s unfair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God for the flowers blooming,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smell the scent that fills the air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In everything give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing God’s praises every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere, look for God’s goodness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell everyone he’s the only way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you’ll find that silver lining,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sweet roses along the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When someone says, “I don’t need your Jesus!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just keep praying they will change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God for the ones who choose him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rejoice in each soul saved!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In everything give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing God’s praises every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere, look for God’s goodness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell everyone he’s the only way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you’ll find that silver lining,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sweet roses along the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 4:8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/166/403978725F4CD3F8BBD6ECA57B9AFD38.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-189128842023580750?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/189128842023580750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=189128842023580750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/189128842023580750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/189128842023580750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-silver-lining.html' title='That Silver Lining'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-3403864138230593837</id><published>2010-05-03T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:24:44.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back Into Battle Collection'/><title type='text'>Don't Give Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a trusted friend has turned on you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and slandered your good name,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the man of God you looked to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;has fallen hard from grace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus knows just what you're feeling;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deserted and betrayed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's time to take a stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a battle you must face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't give up, don't give in,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you let that devil win.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a purpose and a plan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though it's hard to see God's hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's allowed this rocky path,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's prepared you for a task.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't give up, don't give in,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a victory you must win.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When your family has rejected all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your love, your hopes, your faith,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're beaten down and weary,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you want to walk away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus knows your burden's heavy;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He'll help you bear that weight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you must deny yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and get back into the race.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't give up, don't give in,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you let that devil win.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a purpose and a plan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though it's hard to see God's hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's allowed this rocky path,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's prepared you for a task.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't give up, don't give in,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a victory you must win.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;James 1:2,3,4 My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them that are the called according to his purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-3403864138230593837?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3403864138230593837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=3403864138230593837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3403864138230593837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3403864138230593837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-give-up.html' title='Don&apos;t Give Up'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2295501864075358826</id><published>2010-01-19T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:54:03.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s new'/><title type='text'>Conservative Christian Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Thank you for visiting Songs Of Faith. I hope you enjoy your stay. You can listen to my songs by clicking on the titles in the sidebar. You'll find the lyrics there too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;If you are looking for sheet music, just email me the title you want and I will email it as a pdf. You can get all of the songs on "Where the River Leads" and "Sail On" in my songbook, "I've Been To The Mountain, 24 Songs Of Faith." You'll find a link in the sidebar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Although I don't make regular posts, I do periodically post new song lyrics, so please check back now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Thanks again for stopping by! ~~~Deb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2295501864075358826?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2295501864075358826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2295501864075358826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2295501864075358826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2295501864075358826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/conservative-christian-music.html' title='Conservative Christian Music'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-3093729031300112874</id><published>2009-11-21T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:36:06.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Give Away Winners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Congratulations to the winners of my give away! Two of my boys made the draw on Friday, and here are the names they pulled out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st Prize - Rebecca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2nd Prize - Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I said you could choose which gift you wanted, but I've decided to send the song book and the two CDs to both of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca&lt;/strong&gt;, you posted on your blog that you and your family have started to sing and play instruments. I would be honored if you would learn one of my songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope&lt;/strong&gt;, you are a dear friend, and one of my greatest encouragers, so this is my gift to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, I need your mailing addresses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank you to all who entered! ~~~Deb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-3093729031300112874?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3093729031300112874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=3093729031300112874&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3093729031300112874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3093729031300112874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-away-winners.html' title='Give Away Winners'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5853327829350576965</id><published>2009-10-21T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:12:00.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s new'/><title type='text'>First Ever Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I guess the best way to promote a blog is to have a give away, and since this blog has been up and running for over a year, it's about time I had one! So here it is! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;To enter, just make a post about the giveaway on your blog, and link to this post. For a second entry, add the Songs Of Faith Button and link to your side bar. Leave a comment here to let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Since I have a few things to give away, I've decided to let the winner choose their gift from one the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;1. I've Been To The Mountain - songbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;2. Where The River Leads - cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;3. Sail On - cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The winner will also receive a bonus gift of Sheet music for 10 songs that aren't in the songbook (pdf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;2nd place will also receive the 10 songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make the draw and announce the winners in one month, November 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/St8oO_Am90I/AAAAAAAAD34/9stLZRucn_s/s1600-h/songsoffaithC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395075116510410562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/St8oO_Am90I/AAAAAAAAD34/9stLZRucn_s/s400/songsoffaithC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Thanks for taking part! ~~~Deb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5853327829350576965?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5853327829350576965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5853327829350576965&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5853327829350576965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5853327829350576965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-ever-giveaway.html' title='First Ever Giveaway'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/St8oO_Am90I/AAAAAAAAD34/9stLZRucn_s/s72-c/songsoffaithC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6138183062364740330</id><published>2009-10-13T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:19:14.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s new'/><title type='text'>Charity Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Although I haven't managed to get any recording done, I have already begun putting together another collection of songs. All of these songs touch on the theme of Charity- forgiveness, being of one accord, and reaching out to others in our service for the Lord. Again, the song list is subject to change, if or when I get closer to recording, but these are the songs the Lord has put on my heart the past few months. Some were written several years ago, some are more recent. I'll be posting the lyrics as I have time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;1. Charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;2. Forgiveness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 78%;"&gt;(previously recorded)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;3. Make Things Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;4.Words Fitly Spoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;5. Forgiveness Flows Gently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;6. Seventy Times Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;7. Sitting In The Window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;8. Fan The flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;9. What A Work The Lord Can Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;10. Where Will You Leave Your Glory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;11. Let Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;12. Until The Break Of Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~Deb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6138183062364740330?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6138183062364740330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6138183062364740330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6138183062364740330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6138183062364740330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/charity-collection.html' title='Charity Collection'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-1310689425384293216</id><published>2009-10-12T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:04:09.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Let Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_04481723697622" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.9178532492089578" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/LetJesus/LetJesus_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+LetJesus+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop at end of song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Let Jesus be your Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;is my constant prayer for you,&lt;br /&gt;and may you always seek God’s wisdom, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;knowing his word is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Let Jesus be your refuge from the struggles of this world.&lt;br /&gt;Let Jesus be your strength, for the arm of flesh will fail.&lt;br /&gt;Let Jesus be your Shepherd to guide you with his light.&lt;br /&gt;Let Jesus be your rock and salvation, for in him alone is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Trust Jesus in your trials, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;for he will bring you through,&lt;br /&gt;and may you give God all the glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in everything you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Let Jesus be your refuge from the struggles of this world.&lt;br /&gt;Let Jesus be your strength, for the arm of flesh will fail.&lt;br /&gt;Let Jesus be your Shepherd to guide you with his light.&lt;br /&gt;Let Jesus be your rock and salvation, for in him alone is life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Let Jesus be Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5,6 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 10:17 But he that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 62: 6,7 He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.&lt;br /&gt;In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer for all of my children. Unfortunately, I haven’t always put this prayer into practice in my own life. I’ve often failed to seek God’s wisdom, even though I know his word is true. I haven’t always trusted him during the trials of my life, choosing instead to find my own way through. I’ve looked to others to be my refuge, rather than hiding my life in Christ. I’ve too often depended on my own strength, in spite of past failures. I’ve stumbled through dark days, while my Shepherd was waiting to guide me. I’ve tried to build on sinking sand instead of standing on the solid rock. There have been too many times that I’ve allowed the dead man inside me to take control, when it’s only in Jesus that I have life. I’m ashamed that I haven’t been a better example, and I pray that as my walk with the Lord grows closer, my children will see that Jesus truly is Lord of my life, and will want that for themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-1310689425384293216?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1310689425384293216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=1310689425384293216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1310689425384293216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1310689425384293216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-jesus.html' title='Let Jesus'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-3312743632555631166</id><published>2009-10-11T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:16:45.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Where Will You Leave Your Glory?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_93084615185263" width="350"&gt; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Where will you leave your glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;when you leave this world behind?&lt;br /&gt;Where have you given your heart and soul?&lt;br /&gt;Where have you spent your time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Will it be in the souls you led to Christ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;in the children you have raised?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be in a work you’ve done for the Lord; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;in the difference your life made?&lt;br /&gt;Or will your glory stand as a monument &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;that towers above your grave;&lt;br /&gt;made by a man with marble and stone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;on a base of wood and hay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Where will you leave your glory, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;when you leave this world behind?&lt;br /&gt;Where have you given your heart and soul?&lt;br /&gt;Where have you spent your time?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Will it be in the houses and land you own;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;in the money you have saved?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be in the work you’ve done for the world; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;in the name that you have made?&lt;br /&gt;Or will your glory stand as a heritage, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;extending beyond your grave,&lt;br /&gt;made by a man in service to God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;on his faith in Jesus Christ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Where will you leave your glory, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;when you leave this world behind?&lt;br /&gt;Where have you given your heart and soul?&lt;br /&gt;Where have you spent your time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What have you done for the Lord?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isaiah 10:3 d ...and where will ye leave your glory?&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 3:12,13 Now if any man build upon this foundation gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, stubble; Every man’s work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try every man’s work of what sort it is.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:20 But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 10:17 But he that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people tour my parents’ garden, my dad often will dig up a bit of a perennial for them to take home to plant. Although they could probably make a substantial amount of money selling their plants, my dad prefers to give them away. One day he jokingly said, “I’d rather have the glory.” I knew what he meant...the reward that comes from freely sharing our bounty and our gifts far outweighs any monetary reward the world might give. Of course the ultimate gift that we can share is our faith in the Lord, and it’s often those little kindnesses toward others that open the door to share that gift.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after my conversation with Dad, I heard a message called, “Where Will You Leave Your Glory?” I smiled, knowing I would soon be writing this song. Money and possessions are only temporary, and a monument in a cemetery will one day crumble, but we can lay up treasure in heaven by the way we live each day.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-3312743632555631166?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3312743632555631166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=3312743632555631166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3312743632555631166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/3312743632555631166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-will-you-leave-your-glory.html' title='Where Will You Leave Your Glory?'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5522964564806069662</id><published>2009-10-10T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:43:53.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>What a Work the Lord Can Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_5746981566616" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.17712751465608495" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/WhatAWorkTheLordCanDo/WhatAWorkTheLordCanDo_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+WhatAWorkTheLordCanDo+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;We’re siblings in a family, and at times we disagree,&lt;br /&gt;but we’re here to serve our Saviour; there’s no time for rivalry.&lt;br /&gt;God has placed us in this family, each with talents for his use.&lt;br /&gt;If we all support each other, what a work the Lord can do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;What a work the Lord can do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;when we speak with love and grace;&lt;br /&gt;When we lift each other up, and don’t need to be first place.&lt;br /&gt;What a work the Lord can do, when we’re all in one accord;&lt;br /&gt;When our eyes are fixed on Jesus, and we’re guided by his word.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;We’re runners in this life’s race, and we’re looking for the prize,&lt;br /&gt;but we’ve lost sight of our Saviour, if we’ll push someone aside.&lt;br /&gt;God has placed us on our own track, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and he’s mapped out each one’s route.&lt;br /&gt;If we’ll all just run our own race, what a work the Lord can do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;What a work the Lord can do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;when we speak with love and grace;&lt;br /&gt;When we lift each other up, and don’t need to be first place.&lt;br /&gt;What a work the Lord can do, when we’re all in one accord;&lt;br /&gt;When our eyes are fixed on Jesus, and we’re guided by his word.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;We’re soldiers in God’s army, contending for the faith.&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been called to serve our Saviour; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;stand for mercy, truth and grace.&lt;br /&gt;God has placed us in this company;&lt;br /&gt;we must help each other through.&lt;br /&gt;If we’ll march as one together, what a work the Lord can do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;What a work the Lord can do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;when we speak with love and grace;&lt;br /&gt;When we lift each other up, and don’t need to be first place.&lt;br /&gt;What a work the Lord can do, when we’re all in one accord;&lt;br /&gt;When our eyes are fixed on Jesus, and we’re guided by his word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 2:3,4 Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves. Look not every man on his own things, but every man also on the things of others.&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:12,13 Put on therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, bowels of mercies, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, longsuffering; Forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 18:19 A brother offended is harder to be won than a strong city: and their contentions are like the bars of a castle.&lt;br /&gt;Luke 17:1 Then said he unto his disciples, It is impossible but that offences will come: but woe unto him, through whom they come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God has created each of us with our own unique personality and he has given each of us specific talents. He doesn’t expect or want us all to be the same, or to serve him in exactly the same capacity. However, he does require that we serve him together, in our local church. Some are called to positions of leadership, while some of us are given ‘supporting roles.’ When we work in cooperation, not competition, what a work the Lord can do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5522964564806069662?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5522964564806069662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5522964564806069662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5522964564806069662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5522964564806069662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-work-lord-can-do.html' title='What a Work the Lord Can Do!'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-1923580528833261844</id><published>2009-10-09T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:14:45.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Fan the Flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_2516826834054" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.3242426468138805" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/FanTheFlame_817/FanTheFlame_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+FanTheFlame_817+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;A young boy listens enraptured to the stories he’s told.&lt;br /&gt;Declares with excitement, the message of old.&lt;br /&gt;With no fear of men, his preaching is bold.&lt;br /&gt;His heart is untarnished by the ways of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Fan the flame! Never let it grow cold.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Stir those embers ‘till they glow.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Keep it burning for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Set a blaze across the world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;A young girl hastens to help out; doesn’t wait to be told.&lt;br /&gt;Sings out with such passion, her praise to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;With love, and through tears, she tells of God’s word.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart is so burdened with the needs of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Fan the flame! Never let it grow cold.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Stir those embers ‘till they glow.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Keep it burning for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Set a blaze across the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;They are so tender and open for God’s hand to mold.&lt;br /&gt;So eager to serve him, whatever the roll.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kindle the fire in each youthful soul,&lt;br /&gt;and pray they stay yielded to the Spirit’s control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Fan the flame! Never let it grow cold.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Stir those embers ‘till they glow.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Keep it burning for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flame! Set a blaze across the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Keep it burning for the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 3:13a But exhort one another daily, while it is called To day;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 14:22a Confirming the souls of the disciples, and exhorting them to continue in the faith,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our son, Justin, has always shown an interest in the things of God, but to see him, at the age of eight, prepare to preach a message for his Sunday School class was amazing! I couldn’t have been happier. Around the same time, a young lady in our church was preparing for service on the mission field. As I watched her around our church, she was always busy; helping out wherever she could, and taking time to play with all the little children. It’s a wonderful thing to see a child or teenager who is on fire for the Lord, and not something to be taken for granted. Praise God when a young man wants to get up before the congregation and preach the word! Get excited when a young person declares that God has called them into full time service as a missionary or preacher! Even the desire of a small child to sing and recite memory verses for the Lord should thrill the hearts of parents. It’s so important to kindle that fire; that passion for the Lord! Our kids and young people need all the encouragement they can get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-1923580528833261844?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1923580528833261844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=1923580528833261844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1923580528833261844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1923580528833261844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/young-boy-listens-enraptured-to-stories.html' title='Fan the Flame'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6988274300457498376</id><published>2009-10-08T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:44:31.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Sitting In the Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_2117973816306" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.49326102824962337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/SittingInTheWindow/SittingInTheWindow_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+SittingInTheWindow+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;He’s sitting in the window, checking out the view;&lt;br /&gt;wondering which way he should go, questioning what is true.&lt;br /&gt;He’s sitting with one foot in, leaning further out.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the tug of some sin, he’s giving in to his doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Someone’s sitting in the window, choosing for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;A view of the Saviour is their heart’s greatest need.&lt;br /&gt;To see his grace and love shine through you and me,&lt;br /&gt;May pull them through that window to faith that sets them free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(short instrumental)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;She’s sitting in the window, seeing things so new;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so very alone, desiring what is true.&lt;br /&gt;She’s peaking in from the world, edging further in.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the tug of the Lord, she’s longing for peace within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Someone’s sitting in the window, choosing for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;A view of the Saviour is their heart’s greatest need.&lt;br /&gt;To see his grace and love shine through you and me,&lt;br /&gt;May pull them through that window to faith that sets them free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Help pull them through that window to faith that sets them free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acts 20:9a And there sat in a window a certain young man named Eutychus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many kids who grow up in church go through a period of questioning and doubting. Some of them feel like they are missing out, and are drawn to the world. They’re in church, but they’re on the verge of walking away. Saved or lost, these kids are about to make a decision that will have lasting consequences. On the other hand, there are kids who have not been raised in church, and know very little, if anything about God or Christ. Some have experienced pain and rejection, even abuse, or perhaps they just have the feeling that something is missing in their life. Sometimes those kids have an opportunity to visit church, or to spend time with a Christian family. Whether they are looking out, or peaking in from the world, these kids all have the same need; Jesus Christ! They need to see that the love of Christ is real. Seeing the Lord at work in our lives may be what makes the difference in which way they choose to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6988274300457498376?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6988274300457498376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6988274300457498376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6988274300457498376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6988274300457498376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/sitting-in-window.html' title='Sitting In the Window'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5528570715064097123</id><published>2009-10-06T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:08:40.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness Flows Gently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_3629530636866116" width="350"&gt; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Like a stone thrown in a river, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;the wounds of a friend or a foe&lt;br /&gt;should cause but a little ripple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;then be lost in the water’s flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness flows gently from Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;on the billows of his living stream,&lt;br /&gt;When I rest in the strength of his meekness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;forgiveness flows gently through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Like my footprints by the ocean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;all trace of the teardrops I’ve cried&lt;br /&gt;will last but a passing moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;washed away by the ebbing tide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Forgiveness flows gently from Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;on the billows of his living stream,&lt;br /&gt;When I rest in the strength of his meekness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;forgiveness flows gently through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(bridge) &lt;/span&gt;From the depth of Jesus love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;flows a wellspring in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;giving power to overcome, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;and strength to rise above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Forgiveness flows gently from Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;on the billows of his living stream,&lt;br /&gt;When I rest in the strength of his meekness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;forgiveness flows gently through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 5:4 For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 25:9 The meek will he guide in judgment: and the meek will he teach his way.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:1-3 I therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you that ye walk worthy of the vocation wherewith ye are called, With all lowliness and meekness, with longsuffering, forbearing one another in love; Endeavouring to keep the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 3:4 But let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God great price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when people hear the word meek, they sometimes mistake it for the word weak. In reality the two words couldn’t be more different. When I think of meekness, I think of a person with great patience, who is able to endure difficult circumstances without reacting adversely; someone who has compassion and empathy, and the ability to stay calm and even tempered, no matter what comes. That is not to say they don’t feel emotions such as hurt and rejection, but that they have a strength that makes them able to forgive and to let those feelings go without holding onto a bitter spirit.&lt;br /&gt;How I long to be a person of meekness! I know that in Christ, that depth of character is possible. If only I could learn to rest in him, and draw on his strength in every situation, he would give me the power to walk through any ordeal with grace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5528570715064097123?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5528570715064097123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5528570715064097123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5528570715064097123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5528570715064097123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/forgiveness-flows-gently.html' title='Forgiveness Flows Gently'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2685902095591810043</id><published>2009-10-05T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:38:13.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Words Fitly Spoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_0227648802893" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.9416630605223889" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/WordsFitlySpoken/WordsFitlySpoken_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+WordsFitlySpoken+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When you see someone that's hurting, do you say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;“Friend, come let’s pray,”&lt;br /&gt;and do you share their burden, and brighten up their day?&lt;br /&gt;Do you give them some comfort, as&amp;nbsp;the word of God&amp;nbsp;you share,&lt;br /&gt;or do you ease their heartache, by showing that you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When&amp;nbsp;we heed the Spirit’s prodding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;to share God’s love and grace,&lt;br /&gt;we’ll never have regrets for the choices&amp;nbsp;we have made.&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;we may never know what a few words fitly spoken,&lt;br /&gt;may do to lift the load of one who’s heart is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When a loved one who’s estranged&amp;nbsp;seems to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;weighing on your heart,&lt;br /&gt;don’t let the moment pass by; just call or send that card.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll quickly mend some fences &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;when you take that step of faith,&lt;br /&gt;for there’s no wound or chasm too deep for God’s great grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When&amp;nbsp;we heed the Spirit’s prodding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;to share God’s love and grace,&lt;br /&gt;we’ll never have regrets for the choices&amp;nbsp;we have made.&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;we may never know what a few words fitly spoken,&lt;br /&gt;may do to lift the load of one who’s heart is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When a long forgotten friend suddenly comes into your mind,&lt;br /&gt;don’t push that thought aside; don’t say I’ll waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;A friendly hand extended may just help someone in need,&lt;br /&gt;so kindle an old friendship, and allow the Lord to lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When&amp;nbsp;we heed the Spirit’s prodding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;to share God’s love and grace,&lt;br /&gt;we’ll never have regrets for the choices&amp;nbsp;we have made.&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;we may never know what a few words fitly spoken,&lt;br /&gt;may do to lift the load of one who’s heart is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;can make a difference with a few words fitly spoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Galatians 6:2 Bear ye one another’s burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 2:1,2 If there be therefore any consolation in Christ, if any comfort of love, if any fellowship of the Spirit, if any bowels and mercies, Fulfil ye my joy, that ye be likeminded, having the same love, being of one accord, of one mind.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 25:11 A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have to confess that this is an area where I need to do better. I’m never quite sure what to say when someone has lost a loved one, or they’re coping with a serious illness. My heart goes out to them, and I pray for them, but those ‘words fitly spoken’ don’t always come out when I want them too. I know there have been times in my own life when it would have helped to just have someone come and offer to pray. Just knowing that someone cares enough to lift us up in prayer makes our burdens that much easier to bear.&lt;br /&gt;There have also been times when someone has come to my mind, and I’ve planned to send a note or a card, but never did. I’ll never know what the Lord had planned, because I didn’t heed his prodding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2685902095591810043?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2685902095591810043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2685902095591810043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2685902095591810043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2685902095591810043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/words-fitly-spoken.html' title='Words Fitly Spoken'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-7648555323988842423</id><published>2009-10-04T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:33:22.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Make Things Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_8918613339746" width="350"&gt; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;So many times I stumble over hurt and wounded pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;So many times I fail to look to Jesus as my guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I take my eyes off him, and dwell on each small slight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;forgetting that forgiveness is the way to make things right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Lord, help me let go the hurt, and put bitterness aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Renew a right spirit within me; let Joy and peace abide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Give me a tender heart, and teach me to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Lord, help me make things right, each and every day I live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;So many times I'm humbled by such mercy shown to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;So many times I fail to see the way your eyes would see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I'll set my eyes on you, and dwell within your light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Forgiving and forgetting are the way to make things right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Lord, help me let go the hurt, and put bitterness aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Renew a right spirit within me; let joy and peace abide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Give me a tender heart, and teach me to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Lord, help me make things right, each and every day I live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Help me make things right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-7648555323988842423?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7648555323988842423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=7648555323988842423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7648555323988842423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7648555323988842423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/make-things-right.html' title='Make Things Right'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6033984159098331324</id><published>2009-10-03T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:32:05.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_31448410892696" width="350"&gt; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Forgiveness, precious gift of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Forgiveness, promised in his word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Jesus paid the price, became the sacrifice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;when he laid down his life for me on Calvary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;For so long I’d spurned God’s grace; hiding from his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;But in his mercy he opened up his arms and drew me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When I was lost, undone, with nowhere else to run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;I found forgiveness and now have peace within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Forgiveness, precious gift to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Forgiveness, God’s love pardoned me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Jesus cleansed within, my heart so stained with sin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;when I reached out and took the gift he offered me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;For so long I’d spurned God’s grace; hiding from his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;But in his mercy he opened up his arms and drew me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When I was lost, undone, with nowhere else to run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;I found forgiveness and now have peace within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Forgiveness, precious gift to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Forgiveness, answer to my prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Jesus gave to me, such joy, such victory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;when I learned to forgive as he forgiveth me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;For so long I’d spurned God’s grace; hiding from his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;But in his mercy he opened up his arms and drew me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;When I was lost, undone, with nowhere else to run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;I found forgiveness and now have peace within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;I found forgiveness and now have peace within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:7 In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace.Luke 7:47a Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven;Psalm 86:5 For thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee.Ephesians 4:32 And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness was previously recorded on the cd &lt;em&gt;Only God Is Able&lt;/em&gt;, but will also be included in the Charity collection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6033984159098331324?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6033984159098331324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6033984159098331324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6033984159098331324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6033984159098331324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5256665934734361394</id><published>2009-06-29T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T08:41:26.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><title type='text'>Worship Collection: My Reason To Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;My Reason To Sing&lt;br /&gt;Unto My King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Abba Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He's My All In All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come And Rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I Will Call On You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;God's Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I Will Sing&lt;br /&gt;She Loved Much&lt;br /&gt;There’s More To Come&lt;br /&gt;New Every Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These are the titles that I am hoping to record next. There are a couple that I'm not completely sure I want to include, so it may change as I go along. Usually I end up writing a new song during the recording process that goes with the theme, so that could also change the final version!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've posted the lyrics below, and also links in the sidebar. I hope to record within the next six month, God willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*Updated* Rather than record these songs, I created the music through Band In A Box. Hopefully someday I'll get some more recording done,&amp;nbsp; but for now this is my only option.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5256665934734361394?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5256665934734361394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5256665934734361394&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5256665934734361394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5256665934734361394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/worship-colllection-my-reason-to-sing.html' title='Worship Collection: My Reason To Sing'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-4759411208792635244</id><published>2009-06-29T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T09:15:18.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity collection'/><title type='text'>Until The Break Of Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_66192697091493" width="350"&gt; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop when song ends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Jesus promised that he would come again,&lt;br /&gt;and with a shout he’ll call out every saint.&lt;br /&gt;But before that day arrives we must give our hearts and lives,&lt;br /&gt;until the shadows of the night give way to light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;And when the morning dawns we’ll rise to meet the Son.&lt;br /&gt;We’ll fly beyond the clouds where shadows never come.&lt;br /&gt;Forevermore we’ll gaze on Jesus precious face.&lt;br /&gt;But now we watch and pray as we wait for that day.&lt;br /&gt;There’s work for us to do until the break of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the night watch may seem so very long,&lt;br /&gt;and there are times it’s hard to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said that we must go that the lost may come to know,&lt;br /&gt;that there is hope beyond the shadows here below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;And when the morning dawns we’ll rise to meet the Son.&lt;br /&gt;We’ll fly beyond the clouds where shadows never come.&lt;br /&gt;Forevermore we’ll gaze on Jesus precious face.&lt;br /&gt;But now we watch and pray as we wait for that day.&lt;br /&gt;There’s work for us to do until the break of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;The break of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What a wonderful day it will be when time comes to an end, and we will be forevermore with our Lord! But until that day comes Jesus calls us to serve him with our whole heart, and to use the talents he has given us to reach the lost, to encourage the brethren, and to bring glory to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 4:16,17 For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first:&lt;br /&gt;Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:37a,38 Blessed are those servants, whom the lord when he cometh shall find watching:&lt;br /&gt;And if he shall come in the second watch, or come in the third watch, and find them so, blessed are those servants.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 28:19 Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 2:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 4:6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-4759411208792635244?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4759411208792635244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=4759411208792635244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4759411208792635244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4759411208792635244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/until-break-of-day.html' title='Until The Break Of Day'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-4948738052202243802</id><published>2009-06-29T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:50:30.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><title type='text'>She Loved Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_29530335739094" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.5769496011575868" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/SheLovedMuch/SheLovedMuch_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+SheLovedMuch+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(stop at end of song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;~~~intro~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;She washed Jesus feet with her tears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and wiped them gently with her hair.&lt;br /&gt;She poured precious ointment from an alabaster box,&lt;br /&gt;anointing the Lord, before all those standing there.&lt;br /&gt;Though Jesus said, “She hath wrought a good work on me,”&lt;br /&gt;She knew she could never give enough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;for her sins, which were many, he’d forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;She owed so much………….and she loved much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Though they were many, he forgave all my sins.&lt;br /&gt;All my love can never be enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;How I long to hear from my Saviour dear,&lt;br /&gt;“She loved much; yes, she loved much.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;She sat at Jesus’ feet, and heard his word, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and left her sister serving there.&lt;br /&gt;She shared precious moments in the presence of her Lord;&lt;br /&gt;a place at his feet, so much more than she deserved.&lt;br /&gt;Though Jesus said, “She hath chosen that good part,”&lt;br /&gt;She knew she could never give enough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;For her sins, which were many, he’d forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;She owed so much………...and she loved much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Though they were many, he forgave all my sins.&lt;br /&gt;All my love can never be enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;How I long to hear from my Saviour dear,&lt;br /&gt;“She loved much; yes, she loved much.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;How I long to hear from my Saviour dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;“She loved much; yes, she loved much.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Luke 7:37,38 And behold, a woman in the city, which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at meat in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster box of ointment, And stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and annointed them with the ointment.&lt;br /&gt;Mark 14:6 And Jesus said, Let her alone; why trouble ye her? She hath wrought a good work on me.&lt;br /&gt;Luke 7:47 Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to whom little is forgiven, the same loveth little.&lt;br /&gt;Luke 10:38,39,40a,41,42 Now it came to pass, as they went, that they entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, which also sat at Jesus’ feet, and heard his word. But Martha was cumbered about much serving,&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read these accounts and imagine how wonderful it must have been to be in the presence of Jesus; to sit at his feet, and to hear him speak. But then I realize that I have that same privilege. I may not be physically in the presence of the Lord, but I can still sit at his feet in worship, I can still hear him speak through his word, and I can show my love for him by serving him until the day I see him face to face. Oh to hear those words, “She loved much.”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-4948738052202243802?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4948738052202243802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=4948738052202243802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4948738052202243802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/4948738052202243802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-loved-much.html' title='She Loved Much'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-8168240516031227102</id><published>2009-06-29T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T11:31:21.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><title type='text'>He's My All In All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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#20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Just like the woman at the well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I couldn't see my real need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;'till one day I met the Master, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and he knew my every deed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;When he offered me a drink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;from an everlasting flow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;oh, I drank His living waters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and he quenched my thirsting soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;by His touch I've been made whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and He's there each time I call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He leads my by still waters;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He restoreth my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;His rod and staff are my comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and He's my all in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Just like the woman in the crowd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I'd sought help time and again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;'till I finally looked to Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;knowing he could take my pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;for I'd seen him heal the lame;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;make a blind man to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;When I touched the hem of his garment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;such sweet healing flowed through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,&lt;br /&gt;by His touch I've been made whole.&lt;br /&gt;He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,&lt;br /&gt;and He's there each time I call.&lt;br /&gt;He leads me by still waters;&lt;br /&gt;He restoreth my soul.&lt;br /&gt;His rod and staff are my comfort,&lt;br /&gt;and He's my all in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Just like the woman who knelt down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and with her tears washed Christ's feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I will never cease to thank him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;for the grace He's shown to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Since I reached out for that hem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Jesus garment covers me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and that spring of living water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;satisfies my every need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Now He's my Saviour, He's my healer,&lt;br /&gt;by His touch I've been made whole.&lt;br /&gt;He's my Shepherd, He's my Master ,&lt;br /&gt;and He's there each time I call.&lt;br /&gt;He leads my by still waters;&lt;br /&gt;He restoreth my soul.&lt;br /&gt;His rod and staff are my comfort,&lt;br /&gt;and He's my all in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;My all in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and then, I ask people to fill out a questionaire, and I take the information they give me and write a song. This song was based on answers given by a fellow blogger,&lt;a href="http://maryswritingnook.blogspot.com/"&gt; Mary&lt;/a&gt;. I took what she gave me, and then added my own thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Mary's answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My favorite is the 23rd Psalm. The Lord is my Shepherd. It is one that I memorized as a young child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My favorite story is the birth of Jesus. 2nd: Women at the Well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Touch the hem of His garment." I have reached out for the hem of His garment hundreds of time during my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandma loved the Lord with all of her heart. She walked with Him every day of her life. I would love to see some of those memories incorporated into a song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My theme song would be a slow song that tells of how Christ has always been near.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-8168240516031227102?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8168240516031227102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=8168240516031227102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8168240516031227102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8168240516031227102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/hes-my-all-in-all.html' title='He&apos;s My All In All'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-175702627360186875</id><published>2009-06-29T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T09:17:04.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep Trusting Collection'/><title type='text'>But God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;object 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style="color: #000066;"&gt;There are times I feel like David,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and a giant's taunting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He keeps pointing out my weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and all my shattered dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;But God can take a little stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;if I'll offer it to Him;use it for his own glory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;for in His strength I win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He will bring me through every trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I will praise Him and thank Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;delight in Him and trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I'll commit my way to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and He will bring it to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I was trudging through a valley,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;shedding tears along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Through those days so dark and dreary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;all life's colors seemed to fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;But God can make a flower bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;out of season, in the gloom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;just to say,"You are loved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and someone is praying for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He will bring me through every trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I will praise Him and thank Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;delight in Him and trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I'll commit my way to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and He will bring it to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;As I think of days gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and the heartaches I have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I can see now I was learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I can't make it on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;But God brought healing and sweet peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;out of tragedy and grief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and the memories that linger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;are now so precious to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;He will bring me through every trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I will praise Him and thank Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;delight in Him and trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I'll commit my way to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and He will bring it to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I'll glorify none but God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;for he holds my life in his hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;*Will add scriptures and story behind the song later.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-175702627360186875?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/175702627360186875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=175702627360186875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/175702627360186875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/175702627360186875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-god.html' title='But God'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-7948476174033348236</id><published>2009-06-29T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:38:49.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><title type='text'>Come and Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_3864416559402" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.6594296313243024" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/ComeAndRest/ComeAndRest_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+ComeAndRest+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Come and rest a little while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;by the water so serene.&lt;br /&gt;The peace will bring a smile,&lt;br /&gt;as you sit at Jesus feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They that wait upon the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;shall renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;They shall mount up with wings as eagles.&lt;br /&gt;They shall run and not be weary,&lt;br /&gt;and they shall walk and not faint,&lt;br /&gt;they that wait upon the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your burdens and your worries&lt;br /&gt;in the Saviour’s caring hands,&lt;br /&gt;and walk beside still waters through&lt;br /&gt;this dry and thirsty land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They that wait upon the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;shall renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;They shall mount up with wings as eagles.&lt;br /&gt;They shall run and not be weary,&lt;br /&gt;and they shall walk and not faint,&lt;br /&gt;they that wait upon the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring your worship to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Lift your voice and sing his praise.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find your burdens leaving,&lt;br /&gt;when you glorify his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They that wait upon the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;shall renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;They shall mount up with wings as eagles.&lt;br /&gt;They shall run and not be weary,&lt;br /&gt;and they shall walk and not faint,&lt;br /&gt;they that wait upon the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart to serving Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;and he’ll guide you through this life.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll know peace and contentment,&lt;br /&gt;with the Saviour by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;They that wait upon the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;shall renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;They shall mount up with wings as eagles.&lt;br /&gt;They shall run and not be weary,&lt;br /&gt;and they shall walk and not faint,&lt;br /&gt;they that wait upon the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;They that wait upon the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Psalm 23:2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 63:1-3 O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is; To see thy power and thy glory, so as I have seen thee in the sanctuary. Because thy lovingkindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk and not faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-7948476174033348236?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7948476174033348236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=7948476174033348236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7948476174033348236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7948476174033348236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-and-rest.html' title='Come and Rest'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2840148614021211574</id><published>2009-06-29T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T08:37:47.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIAB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep Trusting Collection'/><title type='text'>Nothing Can Compare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_9377515467516" width="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf?0.049968770178177635" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="w3c" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/NothingCanCompare/NothingCanCompare_render.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+NothingCanCompare+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;stop at the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A garden filled with lilies in every shade and hue;&lt;br /&gt;a field of fragrant roses, fresh with morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;A little glimpse of heaven, we’re tempted to declare,&lt;br /&gt;but God has his own garden, and nothing can compare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, nothing can compare with the garden God’s prepared,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where the lily blooms forever, and the rose scent fills the air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, nothing can compare with the garden we will share,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as we stroll between our mansions in that city bright and fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The lily of the valleys, that bloomed among the thorns;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the precious rose of Sharon, petals crushed and torn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blossom sent from heaven, to die then reappear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now blooms in God’s own garden, and nothing can compare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, nothing can compare with the garden God’s prepared,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where the lily blooms forever, and the rose scent fills the air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, nothing can compare with the garden we will share,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as we stroll between our mansions in that city bright and fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I long to see my Saviour, for nothing can compare!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Isaiah 40:8,18,26a The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand forever.&lt;br /&gt;To whom then will ye liken God? or what likeness will ye compare unto him?&lt;br /&gt;Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things,&lt;br /&gt;Acts 4:12 Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 37:17 Thine eyes shall see the king in his beauty: they shall behold the land that is very far off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;My parents have a beautiful garden filled with various flowering shrubs and perennials. It changes with the seasons, from the soft greens of spring to the brilliant colors of summer, then the muted shades of autumn. I never tire of spending time strolling through the garden. I’m always amazed at how intricate and unique each flower is. From the perfectly curled petals of a dahlia formed into a pom-pom, to the towering blue spires of delphiniums, down to the soft silvery-green leaves of lamb’s ears, each is so beautiful, and yet so different. And there’s nothing like the soft scent of roses on a breeze, or the fragrance of a lilac as you pass by.&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me that God must be fond of flowers too. After all he chose a garden to be the first home, and later, Jesus is referred to as the lily of the valleys, and the rose of Sharon. I thought of how flowers appear so fragile, and easily broken, and yet each spring they reappear, springing forth with new life. Then my thoughts turned to eternity. If we can grow such beautiful flowers here on this fallen earth, how gorgeous will the flowers be in the holy city, new Jerusalem? I truly can’t imagine a mansion without a garden, and a garden planted by God, what an awesome, breathtaking thought!&lt;br /&gt;While touring my parents garden, I’ve heard people say, “It’s a little piece of heaven.” Although my parents garden is as beautiful as any I have seen on earth, I’m certain it doesn’t come close to what God has prepared for us, where we will live forever with our precious Saviour, the lily of the valleys, and the rose of Sharon. No, nothing can compare. I can’t wait to take a stroll through God’s garden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Song Of Solomon 2:1,2 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among the thorns, so is my love among the daughters.&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 21:24 And the nations of them which are saved shall walk in the light of it: and the kings of the earth do bring their glory and honour into it.&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 22:2 In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2840148614021211574?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2840148614021211574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2840148614021211574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2840148614021211574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2840148614021211574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-can-compare.html' title='Nothing Can Compare'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2090027014185184132</id><published>2009-03-05T15:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:02:53.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s new'/><title type='text'>Songs Of Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm hoping to record another cd in the coming year. This will be another collection of songs that I've written over the years, with the emphasis on praising the Lord. The title song is "My Reason To Sing." Right now, I'm sorting through songs and touching up the sheet music. Once I determine which songs make the cut, I'll be recruiting some friends to record the music tracks. I really want some variety on this cd, so hope to have piano, guitar, violin, and whatever other instruments I can possibly include. Because I've had family members ask, "Why don't you sing your own songs?" I hope to do most of the vocals myself this time, along with some duets. In the meantime, I will be working on posting links to the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;So, please pray for me as I work on getting this project together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2090027014185184132?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2090027014185184132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2090027014185184132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2090027014185184132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2090027014185184132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/songs-of-praise.html' title='Songs Of Praise'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-1561678336903979100</id><published>2009-01-12T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:15:46.872-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s new'/><title type='text'>Welcome To Songs Of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This site continues to be a work in progress! Finding a reliable player that allows me to upload an unlimited number of songs is proving to be difficult! However, I have managed to upload most of the songs from three of my cd's, and you can now access them by clicking on the link near the top of the sidebar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;You can also scroll down the sidebar to find the links to lyrics for each song. I hope you'll take some time to have a listen and let me know what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Thanks for stopping by!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;~~~Deborah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-1561678336903979100?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1561678336903979100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=1561678336903979100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1561678336903979100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1561678336903979100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-songs-of-faith.html' title='Welcome To Songs Of Faith'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2856468349142837490</id><published>2009-01-10T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:01:39.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where The River Leads cd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Father When I Struggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="24" id="_82767028131523" width="350"&gt; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pianist Mrs. Susan Carlson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soloist Crystal Krause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;Father, when I struggle with the trials of each day;&lt;br /&gt;when the storm clouds gather, and blue skies turn to gray,&lt;br /&gt;I will trust in you Lord, and I’ll commit my way.&lt;br /&gt;I need you every hour, your guidance day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;And so I sing your praises, and glorify your name.&lt;br /&gt;You roll the clouds away, bring sunshine after rain.&lt;br /&gt;You light the path ahead; give strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;You pour out loving kindness, and fill my heart with song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Father, when I struggle with the burdens of each day,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I grow weary, my home seems far away.&lt;br /&gt;I will rest in you Lord, not fretting come what may.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are with me; you answer when I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;And so I sing your praises, and glorify your name.&lt;br /&gt;You roll the clouds away, bring sunshine after rain.&lt;br /&gt;You light the path ahead; give strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;You pour out loving kindness, and fill my heart with song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Father when I struggle you fill my heart with song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I wrote the original version of this song, in 1996, it had a very somber tone. Six years later I rewrote the chorus and completely changed the melody, turning it into a much more upbeat song.&lt;br /&gt;The words are based, in part, on my daughter Dana’s favorite portion of scripture, in Psalm 37. I have watched Dana go through some trials in her life, and these verses have always been evident in the way she has met each challenge. As she and her husband are busy raising four beautiful children of their own, I’m sure there are more challenges to come in her future, but I know that if she raises her children with the same dependence on her Lord and Saviour that she has always shown, she will be just as proud of them as I am of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:1,3-7a Fret not thyself because of evil doers, neither be thou envious against the workers of iniquity. Trust in the Lord, and do good; so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed. Delight thyself also in the Lord; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. And he shall bring forth thy righteousness as the light, and thy judgment as the noonday. Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him:&lt;br /&gt;Song Of Solomon 2:11,12a For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come,&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119:105 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 28:7 The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusteth in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 63:7a I will mention the loving-kindnesses of the Lord, and the praises of the Lord, according to all that the Lord hath bestowed on us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2856468349142837490?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2856468349142837490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2856468349142837490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2856468349142837490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2856468349142837490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/father-when-i-struggle.html' title='Father When I Struggle'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2007484729736690485</id><published>2009-01-07T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:35:03.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditions cd'/><title type='text'>Such Awesome Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; 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&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: x-small;"&gt;©Deborah Bolack 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pianist Apryl (Penner) Jennings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soloist Chantalle Penner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Such awesome love Christ had for man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;to set aside his glory,&lt;br /&gt;when he left his throne for the world he had made;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;took the form of a helpless baby,&lt;br /&gt;Entrusting his care and his earthly needs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;to the hands that he had created,&lt;br /&gt;he lived and dwelt among sinful man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;yet his love for us never faded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Such awesome love that Christ would leave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the glorious splendour of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;to come to this earth as God and man, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to redeem his fallen creation.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Such awesome love Christ showed for man &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;to set aside his power.&lt;br /&gt;He allowed himself to be nailed to the cross, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;in obedience to his Father.&lt;br /&gt;He suffered such degradation and pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;at the hands that he had created,&lt;br /&gt;to bear our sin, and lay down his life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;yet his love and forgiveness await us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Such awesome love that Christ would leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;the glorious splendour of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;to come to this earth as God and man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;to redeem his fallen creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Such awesome love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16,17 For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 26:53,54 Thinkest thou that I cannot now pray to my Father, and he shall presently give me more than twelve legions of angels? But how then shall the scriptures be fulfilled, that thus it must be?&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 5:8,9 Though he were a Son, yet learned he obedience by the things which he suffered; And being made perfect, he became the author of eternal salvation unto all them that obey him; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2007484729736690485?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2007484729736690485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2007484729736690485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2007484729736690485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2007484729736690485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/such-awesome-love.html' title='Such Awesome Love'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5411732868548124334</id><published>2008-11-03T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:21:34.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditions cd'/><title type='text'>Another Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param 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Grafted In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Another year has come and gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and we pause now to reflect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and give thanks for every day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and the many ways you've blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;For our family, home and friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;our church and for your word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Lord, we thank you for salvation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and the freedom here to serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;As we pray another year in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;may our praise surround your throne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Perhaps another year will find us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;gathered to our heavenly home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Another year will soon begin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and we look to days ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;May we give more of ourselves;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;seek for ways to serve you best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;May we read more of your word, Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and take more time to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;May we share the love of Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;with each soul you bring our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;As we pray another year in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;may our praise surround your throne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Perhaps another year will find us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;gathered to our heavenly home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;As we pray another year in, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;as we pray another year in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;may our praise surround your throne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5411732868548124334?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5411732868548124334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5411732868548124334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5411732868548124334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5411732868548124334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-year.html' title='Another Year'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-5369483351906309321</id><published>2008-11-02T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:36:23.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditions cd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Come Lord Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SRBR7kAFLFI/AAAAAAAACUU/jScUC8T4DMc/s1600-h/SUNRISE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264798048114256978" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SRBR7kAFLFI/AAAAAAAACUU/jScUC8T4DMc/s320/SUNRISE.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 223px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param 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flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/ComeLordJesus_724/ComeLordJesus.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+ComeLordJesus_724+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© Deborah Bolack 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pianist Apryl (Penner) Jennings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soloist Jordan Penner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chantalle Penner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Early Christmas morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;the sun has yet to rise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I stand beside my window,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and watch the eastern sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;From the quiet of the shadows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;a carol softly plays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;proclaiming Jesus coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;angelic voices raised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Then I close my eyes and picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;the wonder of that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;An angel is descending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;from heaven through the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;with the glory of the Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;a brilliant shining light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;And then suddenly a host of angels fill the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;singing praise and giving glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;to God and to the Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Then my mind turns to the future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;an awesome glorious sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;The Lord himself descending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;from heaven with a shout,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;with the voice of the archangel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and the sounding of God's trump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;In the twinkling of an eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;the dead in Christ all rise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;then we're all caught up together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;to meet Christ in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Early Christmas morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;the sun's begun to rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;I stand beside my window,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;and watch the eastern sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Even so come Lord Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;come quickly, Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Come quickly, Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I wrote this song two years ago, while the rest of the Christmas songs were already being recorded for the cd. As with all of the songs, I left it to the young people recording to 'interpret' how they thought it should sound. My only input on this one was that I wanted a 'big finish'! Apryl knew just what I meant! I knew that Jordan, the young man singing had the right voice for the song, and he did a great job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would like to do the song again sometime, as the one thing I didn't get across, and there really wasn't time to add, is a second voice. In this recording,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Chantalle&amp;nbsp;does come in, but she is singing the same part. I want it to sound like the song says, "a carol softly plays..." I also want to add 'allelujahs' for the angelic voices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can hear all of this in my head, but getting it down on sheet music or explaining it to someone else isn't always easy! If I get a recording of what I want, I'll repost it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, the story behind the song........ I was listening to a Gospel singing show featuring Christmas music, and my mind wandered....I started thinking of Christmas morning. Our living room window faces the east, and if you've read about my&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/traditions.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traditions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; song, then you know that I'm always the first one up Christmas morning. I turn on just the Christmas lights, and have Christmas carols playing softly. As I wait for my family to wake up, I have a cup of coffee and watch the sun come up. So, as my mind wandered, I then began to think of the Lord's return.....and soon I was grabbing a piece of paper and scribbling down my thoughts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't remember much of the music writing process....just that I knew there were places I wanted it to be soft, that I wanted it to build, and a key change seemed like the best way to achieve that....then back to soft, and ending with a big finish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's hard to pick a favorite song, since they're all my babies, but of my Christmas songs, this one is right up there with &lt;a href="http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/such-awesome-love.html"&gt;Such Awesome Love!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope you enjoy it...now try to hear the angelic voices as you listen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-5369483351906309321?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5369483351906309321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=5369483351906309321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5369483351906309321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/5369483351906309321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/come-lord-jesus.html' title='Come Lord Jesus'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SRBR7kAFLFI/AAAAAAAACUU/jScUC8T4DMc/s72-c/SUNRISE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-7634389568543113837</id><published>2008-11-01T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:32:34.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Good Tidings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Every year we hear the story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;of a baby born one night;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;of shepherds coming to worship;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;how the wise men followed the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We hear of angels praising, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and we sing of peace and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But some forget the man on the cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;was that little baby boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The shepherds worshipped the newborn babe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the wise men sought a king,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but all who know the Saviour can join the angels and sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Glory to God in the highest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Good tidings we bring!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Look beyond the Christmas glitter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;past a lowly manger scene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and see a cross in the distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;on a hill they call Calvary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But look a little further, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and you'll find an empty tomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For baby Jesus, Saviour and King,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;conquered death for me and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The shepherds worshipped the newborn babe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the wise men sought a king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But all who know the Saviour can join the angels and sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Glo.....ria, Glory to God in the highest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Glo.....ria"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The young ladies who recorded this song added the ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-7634389568543113837?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7634389568543113837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=7634389568543113837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7634389568543113837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/7634389568543113837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-tidings.html' title='Good Tidings'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-2820437053617107486</id><published>2008-10-31T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:28:44.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditions cd'/><title type='text'>He's The King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/HesTheKing/HesTheKing.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+HesTheKing+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/HesTheKing/HesTheKing.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+HesTheKing+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;© Deborah Bolack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pianist Apryl (Penner) Jennings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Singers Jordan and Chantalle Penner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The wise men traveled from afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;to seek the newborn King,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;while shepherds heard the promise of peace; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and praised God for all they had seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Simeon held the Christ in his arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and his eyes saw God's salvation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and Anna spoke to all who looked for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;redemption in Jerusalem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the King that they are seeking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;All will bow on bended knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the precious Lamb of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and in him alone is peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the Christ and our salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;By his blood we are redeemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;When lost men turn their backs on sin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and seek the King of kings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;they find he offers peace and rest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and he gives a reason to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;We who are held in Christ Jesus' hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;have received our Lord's salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;One day he'll gather all the redeemed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;to dwell in New Jerusalem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the King that they are seeking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;All will bow on bended knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the precious Lamb of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and in him alone is peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the Christ and our salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;By his blood we are redeemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the King that they are seeking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;All will bow on bended knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the precious Lamb of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and in him alone is peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the Christ and our salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;By his blood we are redeemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He's the King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-2820437053617107486?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2820437053617107486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=2820437053617107486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2820437053617107486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/2820437053617107486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/hes-king.html' title='He&apos;s The King'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-699363130162266546</id><published>2008-10-30T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:59:24.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Ponder These Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Christ, the babe was born,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and in a lowly manger lay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The angels sang, the shepherds praised,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but Mary pondered these things and prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Christ the Lord healed men,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and in their hearts he sought for faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The people cheered, the leaders raged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but Mary pondered these things and prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For Mary knew the Son she bore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;had come to earth to do much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;She did not know just what would be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but in her heart she kept these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Though so hard to understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;she knew his Father had a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;One day Jesus would be King,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and to that hope her soul would cling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Christ was crucified,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and in a cold dark tomb he lay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The women wept, his small flock strayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but Mary pondered these things and prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Christ the Lord arose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and in his hands, his wounds displayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The men gave praise; they were amazed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but Mary pondered these things and prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For Mary knew the Son she bore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;had come to earth to do much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;She did not know just what would be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but in her heart she kept these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Though so hard to understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;she knew his Father had a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;One day Jesus would be King,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and to that hope her soul would cling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Christ was taken up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and in the clouds he went away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The heavens rang, men stood and gazed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but Mary pondered these things and prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Christ is calling you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and in your hear he'll come to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Spirit draws, the Saviour waits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oh, won't you ponder these things and pray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and make him your King today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wrote this song several years ago. I call it my response to "Mary Did You Know," which is a beautiful song, but always leaves me saying, Yes, Mary knew! I don't believe that she knew that Jesus would walk on water, or other little details, but she knew who her son was! After all, she had an angel come and tell her that she had been chosen for a special purpose. That's kindof hard to forget! I'm sure if she ever had doubts, she would just look back to that day, and know in her heart that Jesus was special, that he had come to earth for a purpose. Just as she had on the day of his birth, I think there were many times that Mary pondered these things and kept them in her heart. I know that the Bible doesn't specifically say that she prayed, but I have to believe that given her circumstances she kept in very close touch with the Father of her child. I really can't fathom what it must have been like to be Mary, and to have the knowledge that her child was the Son of God. On the one hand she must have felt that it was such an honor, but at the same time, as a mother, there must have been times she wished her son didn't have to be the one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So with all those thoughts, and many more, that is how I came to write this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-699363130162266546?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/699363130162266546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=699363130162266546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/699363130162266546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/699363130162266546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/ponder-these-things.html' title='Ponder These Things'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-1176419574307709753</id><published>2008-10-29T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T06:11:07.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>No Room, No Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No room in the inn, on the day of his birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No room for the Saviour come to earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No time to listen to the Good News he brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No time to hear of a Saviour and King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No room in man's heart for the gift that he gives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No room in man's heart for the Saviour that lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No time to give heed to the warning call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No time for the Saviour, no time at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Will you make room for one more guest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The one who comes to give you rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Will you take time to answer his call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and receive the greatest gift of all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Amid the bustle and the noise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;will you even hear his still small voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Make room in your life every day of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Make room for the Saviour to draw near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Take time to listen to the Good News he brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Take time to hear of the Saviour and King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Make room in your heart for the gift that he gives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Give all of your heart to the Saviour that lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Take time to give heed to the warning call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Take time before there is no time at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There was no room in the inn on the day of his birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There was no room for my Saviour when he came to earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-1176419574307709753?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1176419574307709753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=1176419574307709753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1176419574307709753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/1176419574307709753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-room-no-time.html' title='No Room, No Time'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-6570743123724685506</id><published>2008-10-28T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:49:47.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Country School Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SQI3wOqYM_I/AAAAAAAACQw/7RAqOdeFW-4/s1600-h/100_6014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260828616431252466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SQI3wOqYM_I/AAAAAAAACQw/7RAqOdeFW-4/s320/100_6014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Arizona Hall where we had our concerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The school building had been turned into a house,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and unfortunately, right after I wrote this song, it burned down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;On the Manitoba prairie, you will find a little place;&lt;br /&gt;a one room school house from my own childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;And though many years have passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;since I spent my school days there,&lt;br /&gt;the memories still linger of a special time each year.&lt;br /&gt;Many snowy winter mornings, we would hurry to the hall,&lt;br /&gt;and warm up by the stove, until the teacher called.&lt;br /&gt;Soon our practice would begin, as we memorized our lines,&lt;br /&gt;preparing for the concert, celebrating Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;Our country school concert was the highlight for us all,&lt;br /&gt;when friends and neighbours met at Arizona Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Our parents proudly watched as we all performed on stage,&lt;br /&gt;and sang familiar carols of that baby born one day.&lt;br /&gt;It was through those Christmas concerts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;that I learned Of Jesus birth,&lt;br /&gt;by donning angel’s wings, and singing peace on earth.&lt;br /&gt;And though many years would pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;before Jesus saved my soul,&lt;br /&gt;how fondly I remember Christmas concerts in that hall.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, our country school concerts hold precious memories,&lt;br /&gt;as I recall those pageants, Christmas songs and manger scenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up during the days of one room school houses, where each year we would put on a Christmas concert. Along with the skits and songs, we always performed the nativity. The year I played the angel announcing the birth of Jesus has always stood out in my mind, as that is the first time I remember hearing about Jesus. I’m sure that for many people my age, who didn’t attend church or Sunday school, a public school Christmas concert was where they learned to sing all of the old carols and learned about a baby born in Bethlehem. It saddens me to think that because it is no longer politically correct to talk about Jesus in public schools, many children will no longer have that opportunity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 19:14 But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-6570743123724685506?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6570743123724685506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=6570743123724685506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6570743123724685506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/6570743123724685506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/country-scool-concert.html' title='Country School Concert'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cT4c2Sz5Uv8/SQI3wOqYM_I/AAAAAAAACQw/7RAqOdeFW-4/s72-c/100_6014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-8815740919457322167</id><published>2008-10-27T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:27:00.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Wise men sought the newborn Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;guided by a shining star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They brought gifts fit for a King;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;precious treasures from afar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Is there any special gift I can bring my Lord today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;He gave all when he left heaven to be born a little babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday, dear Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;thank you for your shining light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;happy birthday, dear Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;thank you for eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday, dear Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;thank you for your love and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday to Jesus be all honor and praise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Though I have no frankincense,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;gold or myrrh to bring to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lord you've blessed me with some gifts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;now I offer them to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;May I use all that you give to bring glory to your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lord I pray that I will always seek your light to guide my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday, dear Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;thank you for your shining light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday, dear Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;thank you for eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday dear Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;thank you for your love and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday, to Jesus be all honor and praise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy birthday, dear Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Glory to your Holy name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-8815740919457322167?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8815740919457322167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=8815740919457322167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8815740919457322167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/8815740919457322167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-dear-jesus.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear Jesus'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-816314102013544803</id><published>2008-10-25T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:14:00.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>The Gift My Father Sent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Among brightly colored parcels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;under ornaments and lights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there lies hidden one more gift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forgotten and pushed aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A crumpled package, plainly wrapped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bears your name stamped in red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The precious gift my Father sent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is there for you to accept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the day named for our Saviour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and his birth one starlit night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus stands outside the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forgotten and pushed aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You failed to hear him softly knock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as carolers passed your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You missed the gift my Father sent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too busy with your own day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The reason for the season,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the light that shines so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the only gift worth receiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can still be yours tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Won't you reach out for the Saviour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and eternal life in him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He gave all to buy your gift;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exchanged his life for your sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now listen, hear him call your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't let him pass you by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Accept the gift my father sent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and open your heart tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The reason for the season,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the light that shines so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the only gift worth receiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can still be yours tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reach out and take the gift my Father sent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-816314102013544803?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/816314102013544803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693819052162751129&amp;postID=816314102013544803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/816314102013544803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693819052162751129/posts/default/816314102013544803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/gift-my-father-sent.html' title='The Gift My Father Sent'/><author><name>Deborah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRmlAcC4yn4/TaHLi2tSnQI/AAAAAAAAFCw/ih-3mTz4MvA/s220/SFMJiconB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693819052162751129.post-1807047223254287853</id><published>2008-10-24T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:15:48.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditions cd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>In The Stillness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="26" width="340"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"/&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'http://www.archive.org/download/InTheStillness/InTheStillness.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.0.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{'Listen+to+InTheStillness+at+archive.org':null},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"/&gt;&lt;embed 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2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pianist Apryl (Penner) Jennings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soloist Jordan Penner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the stillness of a winter night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;my path illumined by pale moonlight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I walk alone in the crisp cold air, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and sense my Saviour's presence there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;A pure white blanket covers the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;God's wondrous creation all a round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the vast expanse of stars I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;a glimpse of his glory and majesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the stillness of that starry night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;my path ahead appears clear and bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I walk along in silent prayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;and know a peace beyond compare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the stillness I hear God's voice resound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;proclaiming his presence all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;How could any mortal fail to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;the wonders my Lord has revealed to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the stillness I ponder God's love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;The creator of all came to set me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Praise wells up deep within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;for the one who died to take my sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Toward the heavens I life my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;giving thanks for God's amazing grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the stillness I ponder God's love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the stillness I ponder God's love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;In the stillness I ponder God's love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If you've never walked down a country road on a winter night, when the moon is full and casting a pale blue light that reflects off the brilliant white snow drifts, then you may not be able to fully appreciate this song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We used to live just down the road from my parents, and often I would walk over for a visit in the evening. The sun goes down very early in the winter, so I was usually walking home in the dark. But one night as I walked home, the moon was particularly bright. Being out in the country, there were no other neighbours, so the only other light was the one in the distance, that my husband had left on for me. And there wasn't a sound other than the snow crunching under my feet....no cars, no animals, and no voices...except the voice of my Lord speaking to my heart. Everything around me was covered by glistening white snow, and any dirt or imperfections that would have been obvious during the day were invisible to my eye; everything appeared pristine in the pale moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As I looked up at the sky and praised the Lord for his wondrous creation, my heart was filled with awe, and I marvelled that this God who had created all cared about me. In the stillness of that winter night I pondered God's love for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693819052162751129-1807047223254287853?l=songsoffaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsoffaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1807047
