"This is the day the LORD has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it"

Friday, March 2, 2012

Prayer for my friend George

Dear Father in heaven, I pray for George,
His problems many, but you're his source.
For healing now I humbly ask,
And in Your Power he fully bask.

I know You're Sovereign, and reign on high,
I know you won't stand idly by.
I ask  that You would intervene,
And show Your Power through heart healing.

And Father also, if I may,
His kidneys heal too I pray.
And in Your Grace he'd quietly rest,
Knowing full well that you know best.

You say we have not, cause we don't ask.
So I'll not let this chance go past.
We know Your will we cannot change,
There's purpose in it, though it seem strange.

So Father please raise George to strength,
That his hospital stay decrease in length.
And when he leaves the ward he's in,
There'll be no reason to go back in.

In Jesus name....Amen

c.mcgrath

It doesn't matter you might say...

It doesn't matter you might say,
We'll all be in heaven anyway.
But that's not true, and I'll tell you why,
That's just why Jesus came to die.

You see, God is a Holy being,
That's a fact we may not be seeing.
Man by nature, has sinful plans,
And in God's presence, man can't stand.

The difference is as night and day,
You turn light on, dark flees away.
It's not about just being good,
And living like we think we should.

God is Holy, and we too must be,
That's why Christ died for you and me.
His blood was shed to pay sins price,
Accept Him now, that's good advice.

His Holiness will cover us so,
Our sins forgiven, we will know.
And God the Father on Judgment day,
Will see Jesus only, and judgment stay.

Just call out " LORD", "Please save me now",
In Your presence, I humbly bow.
Repent and turn from sinful ways,
And let Christ Jesus, plan your days.

A bed of roses it may not be,
But in His strength you'll always see.
Your future glory in heaven one day,
Makes earthly trials just fade away...

c.mcgrath

There was a man from Timbucktoo

There was a man from Timbucktoo,
Saved a few cents, from much to do.
He said, you know, I have much wealth,
I only need to keep my health.

This Jesus stuff, is for the lame,
A crutch you know, for the insane.
I have no need for this stuff now,
My bank account is my cash cow.

I'll take my leave, put my feet up,
With wealthy only, will I sup.
The poor, themselves for, can look out,
Or with Jesus maybe, hang about.

Then one day the bad news came,
His money gone, his health was lame.
This Jesus stuff, didn't look so bad,
If only some of it he'd had.

Don't be a fool, things happen fast,
Temporal things, they will not last.
So call on Jesus, while He is near,
And, that account won't disappear...

c. mcgrath

I know in whom I will believe

I know in whom I will believe,
It's not Tom, Dick, Harry, or even Steve.
He's one who's faithful through and through,
Who loves us all, yes, even You!

So, if by chance you need a friend,
There's one who's with you, to the end.
And, if by chance you should fall,
All you need do, is on Him call.

His name is Jesus, He's my friend,
He's my LORD and Savior to no end.
And when this life is lived and gone,
I'll jump for joy, singing heaven's song.

Eternity is coming fast,
Only what's done for Christ will last.
If you don't know Him, please don't wait,
Without Him, you can't pass heaven's gate.

Believe in Jesus, God in flesh,
Renew your soul, and live afresh.
And one day soon, you'll see Him too,
The one who died and bled for you...

c.mcgrath

So... You don't smoke, dance or chew?


If you don't smoke, dance or chew
And, you don't hang with those that do.
If you're just seen with a select few,
You'll need a boot in your ole whazoo.

Christ's coming was at very great cost,
He told us GO, and reach the lost.
Not sit inside and warm a pew,
And look down our nose at most things new.

We must get off our royal duff,
Go out and do some meaningful stuff.
There are people everywhere we go,
That need our lights inside to show.

People everywhere need grace,
Mercy too, is quite displaced.
So go out now, get in the race,
And put a smile on that scowling face.

While you don't smoke, dance or chew,
Those who do, are very much like you.
Expand your influence, try  anew,
And save a boot to your ole whazoo...
c.mcgrath