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"May the thoughts of your heart be made manifest through the pen of my hand oh Lord, to bring water for the thirsty, much encouragement to your holy nation, to speak the truth in love and win back the lost by the power of your word!

For it is from Him and to Him I give back,

the only truth, the way and the life"

MK

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Love.. above all

On the light of 1 Cornthians 13: If I speak in tongues of men and of angels If I have faith which can move mountains Yet have no love.. I...

Graves Into Gardens

When food tastes like Vinegar And sleep is another helpless tool To run away from a painful reality To escape a time so dark and cruel...

At the feet of betrayal

At the feet of betrayal Jesus kneeled down To wash the feet of him Whose heart was determined to turn him in At the feet of betrayal...

Lives Up There

My heart is cultivated in heaven My heart lives up there Beside the streams of your goodness Like a tree of life Established by your love...

Above the clouds

Above the clouds Above the chaos I see your face Reflecting the sun Loving the earth Calling a child back home. Above the clouds Above...

Christ is Risen

If the story has ended at the cross.. We would have been the most pitiable of all.. If the story has ended in Calvary Our faith is in...

The Passover Lamb

"But he was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our inquities, The punishment that brought us peace was upon him and by...

Revive Us

"The hand of the Lord came upon me and brought me out in the Spirit of the Lord and set me down in the midst of the valley; and it was...

Wake You Up

"And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full. And he was in the hinder part of the...

They Prayed

They prayed until reality was changed! They prayed until the ears of the deaf were open to hear They prayed until callous hearts were...

We who have buried the dead

Have you ever thought about those men who buried Lazarus? those who were there in his sickness, his suffering, his death, when his...

Build my home

Build my home in your garden Plant my seed in your land Keep me close to the waters Spare my life from the sinking sand Far away from the...

To my Jesus

She runs across the fields And dances among the lilies Singing songs of praise with joy and much gratitude For her eyes have seen a...

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