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Jan 21
Speak to My Heart Lyrics
Speak to my heart, Holy Spirit
Give me the words that will bring new life
Words on the wings of the morning
the dark night will fade away
If you speak to my heart
Speak to my heart, Holy Spirit
Message of love to encourage me
Lifting my heart from despair
How you loved me and cared for me
If speak to my Heart
Speak to my Heart Lord
Give me your Holy Word
If I can hear from you,then I’ll know what to do
I won’t go alone, I’ll never go on my own
Just let your Spirit guide and let your word abide
Speak to my Heart
Jan 11
As Donnie McClurking and Marvin Sapp sing to a tearful Steve Harvey. One has to be reminded of their own short comings. How even though we try to stay standing, somehow eventually we will fall. However We Can get Back Up Again. The beauty of it all is even when we are at our worst, we were created in His image He can always see the best in Us.
I have read and heard all sorts of comments because of the Steve Harvey/Donnie McClurkin Interview, but perhaps in these past ten years he has not found perfection, but is on the path to being a better more Christ Like man.
Don’t forget the oldies because they apply to all of us, Please Be Patient With Me, GOD is not through with me Yet! Won’t we all be better someday!
Dec 15
What Child Is This lyrics
What Child is this, who laid to rest,
On Mary’s lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here,
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Nails, spear, shall pierce Him through,
The Cross be borne, for me, for you:
Hail, hail, the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh;
Come peasant, king to own Him.
The King of Kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Raise, raise, the song on high,
The Virgin sings her lullaby:
Joy joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
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