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Good Morning, Abba

I rise to greet You
I rub the sleep from my eyes
dew still soaks the spring flowers
the lush forest of Your presence awaits me
in the book of remembrance

I approach
arms open wide
anticipating Your embrace
Abba!
Abba!
Good Morning!

Copyright MaryBeth 2021

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At the cross, I was bought and sold,
And there my redemption paid.

The currency was blood
the debt was sin
a debt I couldn’t pay.

He gave His body, lifted up
His blood the altar soaked
He’s the lamb t’was slain
is being slain today

and “Why,” you ask, “Would God
who made the universe agree
to shed one drop of royal blood
to save a lost child like me?

He saw not what I was
awash in sin and death
the mud caked in my coat
the tench of death, my breath

No, my Savior came
God’s plan to file
He saw me as I’d be
once justified
and sanctified
without blame before my King

The gifts He give, both great and small
the blood is still the best
for my Savior’s blood my soul redeemed
from Satan’s bony grasp

You may wonder why choose me
the beauty of God’s plan
is not just this lost sheep t’was saved
but all that come–each man

The door’s wide open, my sweet friend
eternity to gain
He’s the One who bears the marks
He’s the lamb t’was slain

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by Robert Lowry (1826-1899)

Low in the grave He lay,
Jesus my Savior!
Waiting the coming day,
Jesus my Lord!

Up from the gave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His fores;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign,
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Vainly they watch His bed,
Jesus my Savior!
Vainly they seal the dead,
Jesus my Lord!

Death cannot keep his prey,
Jesus my Savior!
He tore the bars away,
Jesus my Lord!

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Unseen forces round us move
battles rage above
enemies threaten harm
babies cry and will not soothe

worries clog our thoughts, our minds
What’s tomorrow hold?
Will I lose my job today
and land in a money bind?

Pandemic lies outside the door
Do we hide inside?
Will we lose our loved ones?
the fear we can’t abide

Some face a wasting away
each day brings with it pain
another limit to be faced
What more can anyone say?

These fears we face and many more
they were never ours to bear
release them, let them go
Quieter of the restless is at the door

Shhhh, He softly speaks to you
“Fear not, You’re safe with me.
Rest for now, I’m near to Ye’.”
your courage He’ll renew.

As you face the way ahead
remember who draws you near
the Quieter of the restless
the Savior who for you bled.

Copyright 2020 M.B. Mulln

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I love Your Word!

The whispers and shouts
to drive away doubts

the Light chases dark
consuming fire sparks

No greater treasure found
my life to it bound

Your message of love
from Your throne up above

Blessed be your Holy name
May all the world know Your fame

No matter where I look
no greater wisdom than Your book

M.E.Mullin/Copyright 2021

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O God, You are my God; Early will I seek You; My soul thirsts for You; My flesh longs for You In a dry and thirsty land Where there is no water. Psalm 63:1

I rise to greet You when the dew still soaks the Spring flowers.
The lush forest of your presence awaits me.
An alcove of lush green trees in the secret forest is my morning time with You.

Cool breezes, earthy fragrance, warm sunshine greet me as I walk toward You, arms open wide, anticipating Your embrace, Your Word spoken over me–my hope, my comfort, my strength, my teacher, my love.

Abba! Abba!
Good morning!
Blessings to You, my Father God–Creator–Redeemer–Almighty One–Precious Protector–High Tower–Imanuel–El Shaddai–Adonai Tz’avot–I am yours! You are mine.

Forever is ours, my eternal love!

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By M. E. Mullin

Baby Jesus, small and soft
born that star-filled night
for ages prophets had foretold
Light to pierce the night

Your heavenly home You left behind
eternal things put aside
to enter human time and space
the Father as your guide.

Why would You,
Almighty King
Lord of all the Lords
come down to earth to be with us
the outcasts and the poor

O Jesus, help me see the truth
Your life was not in vain
Your coming was to meet my need
Yours a blood sacrifice

For the living, it was needful
without blemish You were found
yet dying was the pinnacle
my sin stain it removed

The cross it is the centerpiece
instrument of pain
see where blood was flowing down
the lamb on it was slain

In dying You gave your life for me
propitiatory substitute
in rising You opened eternity
the accuser rendered mute

A baby born to humble means
lain in a manger bare
is only part the story told
look further if you dare

the only true and living God
the one they call “I AM”
He kept His promise in the child
He sent His Son, the Lamb

May God bless you this Christmas with a vision of Easter.

Copyright 2015

Church of the Holy Sepulcher, Jerusalem

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Thank you God.

Hallelujah

Angels sing your praise.

Never failing is your love for me.

Keeping me always safe from harm.

Sending your son to die for my sins.

Giving me eternal life.

In me working out your perfect will.

Victorious in all things through Christ.

In fellowship with the Father.

Never separated from You.

God is good.

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My eyes for beauty pine

By Robert Bridges (1844-1930)

My eyes for beauty pine,
My souls for Goddes grace;
No other care nor hope is mine;
To heaven I turn my face.

Once splendour thence is shed
From all the stars above:
‘Tis named when God’s name is said,
‘Tis Love, ‘tis heavenly Love.

And every gentle heart,
That burns with true desire,
Is lit from eyes that mirror part
Of that celestial fire.

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A Catholic Hymn
 
 
From starry heav’n descending, 
The King of worth untold
Was born in manger dwelling, 
Amid the winter’s cold
 
Infant Savior, Child Divine!
Thy trembling, baby from I see.
O Blessed Lord of all!
How great the cost to Thee to show Thy love for me.
How great the cost to Thee to show Thy love for me.
 
For Thee, the world’s creator,
My God, so great, so good!
There was no warning shelter,
Nor wealth of robe, nor food.
 
Dearest Babe, how poor Thy state,
To lie among the sheep and kine.
O Thou, my Chosen One,
Whatever love is mine, shall more and more be Thine.
Whatever love is mine, shall more and more be Thine.
 
Thou weepest, Lord, full knowing
Of my ingratitude,
When love alone Thou gavest
And ever sought my good.
 
Holy Babe, my heart’s desire!
I’ve lived too long away from Thee.
I will no more Thee grieve;
For now my aim shall be to love and honor thee,
For now my aim shall be to love and honor Thee.
 
J. R. Newell
 
baby jesus

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