Poetry

Awake, O soul, to morning light, The Lord is near, His grace so bright. Through trials deep, His love shall stay, And guide thy steps along the way. It is of the LORD’S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great ...

In springtime’s bloom or winter’s cold embrace, I lift my thanks, beholding His grace. Through every season, His mercies shine, A faithful love, forever mine. My heart rejoices, His name I raise. Forever more I give Him prase. In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God ...

Our lives are full of wilderness spaces when we find ourselves in the wrong places. Whether they are visible to our eyes or beyond the most beautiful blue skies. Our minds tend to walk faster in its strides, while wilderness tempts us to run and hide. Our adversary, the Devil, ...

Your word, a lamp that lights my way, Through shadowed paths and break of day. I walk with care, though storms may rise, Your truth remains—my sacred prize. I’ve sworn to keep your righteous law, Though trials come and hearts withdraw. Affliction strikes, but still I stand, Your statutes held ...

“Every day when you arise, I’m always there by your side.” “I’m with you where ‘ere you go, but you don’t look my way though.” “I walk with you side by side, and help you through trying times.” “My protection’s with you at work and keeping you from getting hurt.” ...