Saturday

vessel



Chris Sligh

Sunday

at the foot of the cross



Kathryn Scott

Tuesday

deep heaven



David Nevue

sing to Jesus

Fernando Ortega

Sunday

in Christ Alone

Keith & Kristen Getty

Saturday

Jesus Loves Me

She is sleeping on the couch, exhausted from her tournament of the day. My Payson blanket covers her and I see the picture of the Old Schoolhouse. I am reminded of 30 years past. Sugar sleeps tucked in at her feet.

I am blessed by her beauty of heart.

Rest , sweet Emerald.


Wednesday

Anne Steele aka Theodosia

I recently purchased Awake the Sacred Song by Andrea Tisher. She has taken some of the hymns by Anne Steele and made them her own...they are beautiful.

Anne Steele published her hymns in the late 1700's under the name Theodosia- God-Given. Her music is truly a gift of God.

Awake the Sacred Song by Andrea Tisher



When I survey life’s varied scene
Amid the darkest hours
Sweet rays of comfort shine between
And thorns are mixed with flowers

Lord, teach me to adore Thy hand
From whence my comforts flow
And let me in this desert land
A glimpse of Canaan know

Is health and ease my happy share?
Oh may I bless my God;
Thy kindness let my songs declare
And spread Thy praise abroad

While such delightful gifts as these
Are kindly dealt to me
Be all my hours of health and ease
Devoted Lord to Thee

In griefs and pains Thy sacred Word
(Dear solace of my soul!)
Celestial comforts can afford
And all their power control

When present sufferings pain my heart
Or future terrors rise
And light and hope almost depart
From these dejected eyes

Thy powerful Word supports my hope
Sweet cordial of the mind
And bears my fainting spirit up
And bids me wait resigned

And oh whate’er of earthly bliss
Thy sovereign hand denies
Accepted at Thy throne of grace
Let this petition rise

“Give me a calm, a thankful heart
From every murmur free
The blessings of Thy grace impart
And let me live to Thee

Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine
My path of life attend
Thy presence through my journey shine
And bless its happy end”

Saturday

a King on my knees

Martyrs and Thieves
Jennifer Knapp

There's a place in the darkness that I used to cling to
It presses harsh hope against time
In the absence of martyrs there's a presence of thieves
Who only want to rob you blind
They steal away any sense of peace
Though I'm a king I'm a king on my knees
And I know they are wrong when they say I am strong
As the darkness covers me

Chorus-

So turn on the light and reveal all the glory
I am not afraid
To bare all my weakness knowing in meekness
I have a kingdom to gain
Where there is peace and love in the light, in the light
Oh I am not afraid
To let Your light shine bright in my life, in my life
Oh I... am, I...

There are ghosts from my past who've owned more of my soul
Than I thought I had given away
They linger in closets and under my bed
And in pictures less proudly displayed
A great fool in my life I have been
Have squandered till pallid and thin
Hung my head in shame and refused to take blame
For the darkness I know I've let win

(Chorus)

Can you hear me? (repeat 6x)

Well I've never been much for the baring of soul
In the presence of any man
I'd rather keep to myself all safe and secure
In the arms of a sinner I am
Could it be that my worth should depend
By the crimson stained grace on a hand
And like a lamp on a hill Lord I pray in Your will
To reveal all of You that I can

(Chorus)

There's a place in the darkness that I used to cling to
It presses harsh hope against time...

Friday

Wonderful, Merciful Savior

"We shall know that we are of the Truth,
and shall assure our heart before Him,
in whatever our heart condemns us;
for God is greater than our heart,
and knows all things."

1 John 3:19-20

Body and Soul

(Susan Ashton, Chris Eaton, Wayne Kirkpatrick)
FOR THE KIDS AT BIG OAK RANCH
Once I was lost
Hurting inside
Dangling over the edge
But the history of pain
Barely remains
Once I was blind
But could it be
That the excess of light
Is shading the weary past
With the shadow it cast
And as sin gives way
To atoning blood
And a debt is paid
With the riches of love
There's a hope that I see
There's a freedom in me
There's a comfort in death and in life
Knowing that I belong
To the Savior who's making me whole
Body and soul
Now, I can feel
A sense of resolve
Choosing a new point of view
Going against the grain
Breaking the chain
And the shackles fall
On the road to peace
And I lose them all
As I find my release
(And that) Hope eternal springs in me
(And that) Freedom seems to willingly carry me
Through a world of fears I've stored inside of me
Lord, abide in me
And as sin give way
To atoning blood
And a debt is paid
With the riches of love