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Blood of Jesus !!

If your heart is in anguish now,
Paint the blood of Jesus on your heart.

If your heart is in grief now,
Paint the blood of Jesus on your heart.

If your heart is in anxiety now,
Paint the blood of Jesus on your heart.

Blood of Jesus !! Blood of Jesus !! Blood of Jesus !!

With your mouth shout out the blood of Jesus ten... a
hundred times

The blood of Jesus will cover the anguish, grief and
anxiety.

There will come peace and joy of Jesus in your heart.


If you heard a curse against you
Paint the blood of Jesus on your ears.

If you heard a slander against you
Paint the blood of Jesus on your ears.

If you heard a word of accusation from satan
Paint the blood of Jesus on your ears.

Blood of Jesus !! Blood of Jesus !! Blood of Jesus !!

With your mouth shout out the blood of Jesus ten... a
hundred times

The blood of Jesus will cover your distress

There you will hear voice of comforting, from Jesus.


If you can't come to God, because you are poor,
Paint the blood of Jesus on your face.

If you can't come to God, because you are insufficient
Paint the blood of Jesus on your face.

If you can't come to God, because you are a criminal,
Paint the blood of Jesus on your face.

Blood of Jesus !! Blood of Jesus !! Blood of Jesus !!

With your mouth shout out the blood of Jesus
hundred... a thousand... endlessly

The blood of Jesus will cover your face,

There you will wear holy ceremonial dress of Jesus.

Author : Gregory Sunghoon Hawm ©


Miscarriage of Justice
I went in prayer with anger to blame God for my baby's death,
And could not believe the hateful words escaping on my breath.
I screamed, "You took my child, Lord, how could you be so unfair?
Why give to me such hopes and dreams to break my heart without a
care? I can't believe a loving God would put me in such pain"
(Sometimes I hope my life will end before I go insane)
While unsaved people have many kids they neglect, abuse or kill,
I ask just one to raise for you according to your will.
Why did you end this precious life the was thriving in my womb,
And leave behind a tiny corpse inside this living tomb?
What can I do to bring him back and end my terrible grief?
Take my life and end this strife so I'll no longer have to weep!
I know you saw inside of me those things left to me unseen.
Why didn't you do something, Lord? You could have intervened!
What purpose did this child serve the short time he was here?
Except to turn my life to hell while I wallowed in my tears.
I prayed to you most every night to help this little one grow,
And you saw inside my womb the things I didn't even know.
My precious child, don't think I do not understand your loss.
I felt the same pain you feel now when my son died on the cross.
I sent Jesus there to die for you -- The most painful thing I've
had to do. Then there was a somber pause as God choked back a tear
And I know that at that moment He was holding my baby near.
I never meant for anyone to suffer or to die,
but humans chose a different path -- to hate, and sin and lie.
I know behind the pearly gates, up with the Holy Trinity
There waits a child lost in life, with open arms to welcome me.
^*¤*^Diane Hipsher^*¤*^
©


Sorrow For The Angels
I was meditating in prayer one night
when a vision of angels caught my sight.
And I started to sorrow for these heavenly hosts
made to serve Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
They've never felt the comfort of a mother's womb,
nor will hear sweet words spoken over their tomb.
They won't drive a car or live in a house,
or share their life with a chosen spouse.
Never to feel the flutter of a baby's kick
under Daddy's hand while finding names to pick.
They have no shoes to cover their feet
as they walk the yellow gold paved streets.
How can an angel have some fun
when there's always so much work to be done?
Delivering messages of hope, love and joy;
listening to the prayers of each girl and boy.
Taking folks to their final reward;
speaking face to face with the LORD.
Looking after the world when our God we forsook;
and writing down each Christians' name in a book.
They're waiting patiently for that one fine day
when at last the Lord our God will say;
"It's time for my saints to gather up here"
and to us here on earth the Lord will appear
And we'll leave our old bodies to meet the great "I AM"
to feast at the marriage supper of the lamb.
Through the pearly gates to our mansions prepared;
then we will see how each person has fared.
We'll never again know anger or fear.
Death will be defeated, God will wipe away each tear.
When all this is done with the angels we'll sing
praises for salvation that the Lord did bring.
We'll be like the angels as the good book does say.
If we will but choose the narrow way.
No more cares or worries; our needs will be met.
The shed blood of Jesus will pay for sin's debt.
Then I thought once more of the angels and now I see,
it's really the angels that sorrow for me.
^*¤*^Diane Hipsher^*¤*^
©


If
If their eyes would allow them to see what their heart knows.
There is a purpose.
A reason for existance.
There are specters all around.
In a war over a soul for thier part of eternity.
It is a war between darness and light, good and evil.
Man is born into darknes with the hope of Light.
The promise of life is endowed in the Ruler of Heaven.
Trying to discern between shaded of gray, their eyes will be decieved.
Their heart holds Truth.
If they would only believe what their heart knows.
Eternity belong to the Creator.
He holds all life and existance in his hands.
Faith or lack of determines the course of life.
Belonging to God's eternity lies in the souls of man.
The soul will prevail in the Kingdom of God,
If they would only believe what their heart knows.

Nicole Webb
©


"The Miracle"
A man lays on his death bed weak and sick
"He will go any day now," Doctors say
His family prays for him
They pray that he may recover
They pray that they will not lose faith
They pray for his soul
His friends talk
They say he would be better off if he would die
He will no longer be in pain they say
What do they know
If this man dies he will be consumed by fire
The fire of hell
The medicine helps very little
All the technology is useless
His family continues to pray
They pray that God will help them through this rough time
They pray that God will touch this lost soul
They pray that he will no longer be covered in the blanket of sin
The Doctors continue to talk
His friends continue to talk
The medicine no longer works
The technology is useless
His famiy continues to pray
Then a miracle occurs
Some say ther is no miracle here
The man never recovered
Infact he dies
He died like the doctors said he would
He died like his friends talked about
The miracle is that this sick lost soul found God
Yes his family was sad that he died But they were glad he got saved
Now the Doctors may not be able to help or even willing to help
Friends may talk
Medicine may not work
And all the technology in the world may not be able to help
But prayers help
But remember this
It was not the prayers of this mans family that saved him from the flames of hell
It was the merciful God above
So in this tragedy we learn that even in the worst times miracles stilll occur.

Nicole Webb
©

The Tear
A tear slowly rolls off a young woman's face
The tear falls into a stream
This tear tells of the saddness inside the woman
She is without love and faith
She cries every single night
She never sleeps
The pain has consumed her life
She looks for relife
But she looks in all the wrong places
Now it is no longer the tear that tells of this woman's saddness
It is now a drop of blood that floats in the stream.

Nicole Webb
©

 

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