Mon, Jun 25th - 9:16AM
A SONG FOR MY BELOVED
God sent His only Son,
From earth to Glory.
He bled and died,
Upon a rugged tree.
So, I want to joyously,
Tell the wondrous story,
Of how He broke sin's chains,
And set me free!
Each day I live,
The time is growing nearer,
When I shall reach,
The finish of life's race!
Each step I take,
The way is growing clearer!
Soon I shall look,
Upon His blessed face!
Oh, I want to sing,
A song for my Beloved,
Though with mere words,
I could never tell it all.
Oh, how my heart is stirred,
Down deep within me!
My soul is ever listening,
For His call!
Robert F. Dotson
© 2007
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Tue, Jun 12th - 8:58AM
WHO'S YOUR FATHER?
Do you talk to God each morning,
Do you kneel down and pray?
Or do you say, “I’m in a hurry,”
As you start on your way?
While having lunch with friends,
Do you think “I don’t want to be rude.”
So, do you whisper under your breath,
“Jesus, thank you for this food?”
When others take God’s name in vain,
Do you say, “That’s just their way?”
Do they know He is your Father?
Do they ever hear you pray?
Are you quick to lend a helping hand,
To those who are in need?
Do you keep pure thoughts in your mind?
Are you careful what you read?
Are we not Christ’s ambassadors,
As here on earth we trod?
If so, we must bear a resemblance,
To our Father, God!
Robert F. Dotson © 2007
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