Abba God we meet you here
Humbled- on our knees
Just longing to know your face
That's how we come before you now.
Oh Lord we love you
And it's so hard to fathom that
Everlasting love
You have.
To know you and to seek you
That's why we come here now.
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Our Dwelling Place...
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Be Thou My Vision
Be Thou my vision
O Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me
Save that Thou art
Thou my best thought
By day of by night
Waking or sleeping
Thy Presence my light
Be Thou my wisdom
Be Thou my true word
I ever with Thee
And Thou with with me Lord
Thou my great Father
I thy true son
Thou in me dwelling
And I with Thee one
High Kind of heaven
When vict'ry is won
May I reach heaven's joys
O bright heaven's sun
Heart of my own heart
Whatever befall
Still be my vision
O Rular of all
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Lord of Harvest
COME, YE THANKFUL PEOPLE, COME
Come we thankful people, come,
Rise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin;
God, our Maker, doth provide
For our wants to be supplied;
Come to God's own temple come,
Raise the song from harvest home.
All the world is God's own field,
Fruite unto his praise to yield;
Wheat tares together sown,
Unto joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade , and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we
Wholesome grain pure may be.
For the Lord our God shall come ,
And shall take his harvest home;
From his field shall in the that day
All offenses purge away,
Give his angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast,
But the fruitful ears to store
In his garner evermore.
Even so, Lord, quickly come
To thy final harvest home;
Gather thou thy people in,
free from sorrow, free from sin;
There forever purified,
In thy presence to abide;
Come with all thine angels come,
Raise thy glorious harvest home, Amen.
-Henry Alford
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