The Lord on High
February 2, 2022
The Lord on High
Psalms 113:5
Who [is] like unto the LORD our God, who dwelleth on high,
Praise the Lord who reigns on High,
Whose love and power and grace,
Pierce the earth and rent the sky,
Who looks upon His beloved with open face.
His heart is tender and His love is great,
As He gathers us as chicks beneath His wing,
His love is jealous over His mate,
As her song of love she sings.
The Lord is merciful to a thousand generations;
His forgiveness reaches through the span of man.
Redemption and salvation are His great vocation,
As He brings His beloved into His eternal plan.
His ways are high and past finding out,
Yet He shares His secrets through the Holy Spirit within.
He leads us in the way up into His high and holy mount.
Mount Zion is His throne-room where the issues of life begin.
Be still and reverence this High and Holy One!
Lay prostrate upon your face as unto the Lord you call.
Then rise to sing His praise and magnify the Son,
Who is worthy of all our praise, the Redeemer of us all.
His Holy Hand directs His Holy Plan,
As He searches out His own.
In weakness and utter dependency of man,
Is the glory revealed and His great power is shown.
It is not in us, who will or do,
But it is God who gives the increase.
It is His power and grace working in me and you,
That brings forth wonders that never cease.
Oh Lord, we wholly lean on Jesus name,
As we run this race in our soul.
Your Spirit life is the conqueror’s flame,
And Your HIGH CALLING is our goal.
Blessings,
#kent
Count Your Blessings
September 3, 2015
Matthew 5:45
That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
Count Your Blessings
The rain falls softly upon my head,
Water droplets diffuse vision on my glasses,
But I lift my head to heaven to say “Thank You.”
Each raindrop is a blessing, from Father’s hand it passes.
In the midst of the storm that rages,
I appreciate Him who reigns above it.
Even in its darkest times,
His Word is the candle of promise lit.
God’s throne room is filled with lightening and thunder.
He hides Himself in the clouds.
He shows Himself strong in those who trust Him.
He lifts the humble and crushes the proud.
Take heed of this mighty God we serve.
His everlasting covenants obey and preserve.
Can you count the raindrops as they fall?
Such are the blessings from the God of all.
Kent
Blessings,
#kent
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