Lord, We Give You Thanks

Lord, we give You thanks, for the bounty of this land,
As you have touched the earth, with the power of Your hand,
Causing grain to flourish, giving forth our daily bread,
Love's provision for Your children, that we are always fed.

Lord, we give You thanks, for the fruit of the tree,
Whose seed is in itself; a wondrous mystery of Thee...
And for the horn of plenty, overflowing from the fields,
The fatness of the earth, and the harvest that it yields.

Lord, we give You thanks, for the sun that's in the sky,
For the seasons of the moon, and the dew that falls from high.
For the hills watered from Your chambers, as You satisfy the earth, 
Then send forth Your warmth, to nourish its rebirth.

Lord, how great are your works! In wisdom You made all,
To heed Your mighty voice, and hearken to Your call.
We praise You Precious Father, today and every day!
Please bless our time together, as we bow our heads and pray.

Lord, we give You thanks, for our family and our friends,
As we gather in Your Name, please help us comprehend,
That every good and perfect gift, is from Your Throne Above,
That we may see Your glory, and be nourished by Your Love!

Your Voice

A soft whisper I hear 
In the chaos of the night 
Making my mind clear 
Bringing vision to my sight 

So very clear 
It is then to me 
That whenever I fear 
You reveal Your Glory

Utterly dispersed into the air
That which brought me fear 
For I now see that You are here
And no danger can come near 

Your spoken words to me 
Pierce deep into my heart 
I fear nothing instantly 
Fully immersed in Your love

The Praise of Peace, The Peace in Praise

The praise of peace
The peace in praise
Inside the heart is Jesus raised
The ransom paid in love the cost
So that my soul may not be lost
I praise the peace in Him alone
Forgiven sins He did atone
In peace He holds me close to thee
In praise I pray to constant be

Today

Lord, today you showed me,
Just how much you care.
With the answer,
To my prayer.

You reached down,
Gently touched my soul.
Healed this broken vessel,
And once again made me whole.

Lord, today you reminded me,
Of just how good You are.
You are my bright shinning,
Morning Star.

All darkness is gone,
Now Your light does shine.
Where fear once was,
Now Your peace is mine.

Lord, today you reminded me,
Of your perfect love.
By showing me to take my eyes,
And focus them on things above.

To see the many things,
You do for me.
You are the living example,
of what I should be.

What Really Matters

It matters not if I ever eat
Gourmet foods and fine steak.
It matters not if I ever wear
The finest clothes they make.

It matters not if I ever drive
The best cars that they sell.
What really matters most to me is
With the Lord, is my soul well?

We can just sin away our lives
And waste them down here below,
Or we can accept Jesus as Savior.
In His grace, then we can grow.

There is great peace in knowing
That when this life here is o'er,
I will step into God's presence
On that peaceful, golden shore.

Christ

While I stood in the midst that final day
and held a handkerchief of linen white,
His form moved past me as I knelt to pray.

Daylight was masked by ebony and grey
and yet I kept his movement in my sight,
while I stood in the midst that final day.

His garments, torn and tattered, soiled and frayed,
hung loosely; He appeared devoid of fright,
His form moved past me as I knelt to pray.

Cries of lament were heard; yet, none would say
He was the Christ, our Savior and the Light,
while I stood in the midst that final day.

Though obstacles were cast into His way,
He trudged along the path; refused to fight,
His form moved past me as I knelt to pray.

I moved to wipe His brow without delay,
His imprint cast forever, sanguine bright.
While I stood in the midst that final day,
His form moved past me as I knelt to pray.

1 Timothy 6:11-13
But thou, O man of God, flee these things; and follow after righteousness, godliness, faith, love, patience, meekness. Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses. I give thee charge in the sight of God, who quickeneth all things, and before Christ Jesus, who before Pontius Pilate witnessed a good confession; That thou keep this commandment without spot, unrebukable, until the appearing of our Lord Jesus Christ:

Thanks To All Our Veterans

Many veterans have served our nation
On the land, in the air, and on sea.
They served overseas in foreign lands
And at home in the land of the free.

My thanks to all our dear veterans
For serving our dear country so well.
Many of you served us in harm's way,
Experiencing horrors too hard to tell.

Some were tortured in prison camps
And endured pain so difficult to bear,
And your horrible memories linger on,
Even though you are no longer there.

Honor is due to all our dear veterans
Who made so many sacrifices in life
To serve on various foreign bases
Leaving behind kids, husband, or wife.

Let us display Old Glory proudly
As we observe this national holiday,
For surely veterans are due our honor,
And for our nation, let us pray.