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Have Faith, My Friend, Have Faith Have faith, my friend, have faith When the wind blows hard And you can't hold on Have faith When your head's in a hole And your mind is all foggy Have faith Stay strong, my friend, stay strong When you're weaker than weak And you can't take much more Stay strong Whatever may happen Make Jesus your guide And always remember Have faith, my friend, have faith ©Marissa Lee
I bow my head in prayer, and give thanks for this day; I pray to God above, for showing me the way. I bow my head in prayer, and thank God for His grace; For entrusting me in, His warm and loving embrace. For those without a home, I ask God for His best; I bow my head in prayer, for the homeless to be blessed. For those alone today, I bow my head in prayer; I ask God's loving mercy, to remove their despair. I give thanks unto the Lord, that He hears my every plea; Bless the ones in need, who are less fortunate than me. ©Brenda Atkinson McMahon
Get in touch with God, and feel His heartbeat; Draw ever close to Him, and you will be complete. Sit quietly and still, and listen to God's own heart; Let the Holy Spirit in, and Satan will depart. Let God have all of you, be humble and pray; He will then speak to you, and you'll not need to stray. Be still and listen, for God will never lie; He will never hurt you, or ever make you cry. ©Brenda Atkinson McMahon
A vessel is tossed, in the seas to and 'fro; By the treacherous storms, of one's own crossbow. Storms may come, and storms may go; These are just tests, to you, God will show. Storms may be harsh, or storms may be mild; It's really up to you, for you are God's child. If you keep ignoring, what God wants for you; You may see some storms, like you never knew. Storms are God's way, of making you strong; Make music with him, and be His own song. Go through your storms, be tried and true; And God's light will shine, in this vessel called "You." ©Brenda Atkinson McMahon
Drugs, guns and violence, are children's pleasures of today; It's up to us adults, to get on our knees and pray.
Drugs are
being induced,
Schools
should be a place,
God is the Physician, great and mighty is He; The best of all surgeons, and He doesn't charge a fee. Take all your wounds to Him, for He cares so much for you; He is your living God, He will heal you good as new. God gives the right prescription, to heal you of your pain; His name is Jesus Christ, take Him for your gain. Jesus shed His own blood, to heal you of your sin; He's what the Doctor ordered, for your life to begin. Commit yourself to Jesus, and partake of Him today; He is your source of healing, and your sins will go away. ©Brenda Atkinson McMahon
You must take a stand, against the Spiritual Forces; Gather the saints together, and mount your warring horses. Pray in the Spirit, and pray until dawn; Lace up your boots of peace, and have them tightly drawn. It is the armor of God, that will save you from destruction; To fight the Ruler of Darkness, and his army of corruption. Wear your Helmet of Salvation, and don't forget your Sword; This is your piercing weapon, it's the Word of the Lord. Adorn the Breastplate of Righteousness, with your Shield of Faith raised high; Tighten your belt of Truth, and look the devil in the eye. Be that overcomer, use God's power to fight; Put on all His armor, to be His shining light. ©Brenda Atkinson McMahon
Gifts from God, take many a form; As wisdom and knowledge, reside in one dorm. Faith and love, go hand in hand; These gifts are showered, all through this land. Gifts of God, are treasures of gold; Given to us, with love so bold. The greatest of gifts, is the gift of love; It's free of charge, from our Lord above. Transformed in us, God gave us this way; For eternal life, without much dismay. I pass on this gift, God gave to me; To share with you, from a bended knee. ©Brenda Atkinson McMahon
I've fallen really deep, Down that hole again. The hole of hatred and despair, Is there any one you can send? This hole that I'm in, Has teeth like little razors. Wanting to take away, All my hidden desires. The voices that surround me, Are telling me to die. Telling me there's no point to life, So, I just wanna say goodbye... BUT, then I think about Jesus Christ, And what he did for me. He has opened my eyes about myself, And he has made me see. Now I know I'll see the light, That once drew me out. Jesus Christ will save me, This I know I can't doubt. ©Jennifer
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