Fri, Jan 30th - 3:02PM

A MINISTRY VOICE BROADCAST....From a GOSPEL MINISTRY FROM N. IRELAND

Sun, Sep 28th - 10:07AM

MY MANSION

Someday I’ll walk the golden land

With Jesus, Saviour hand in hand

Beside the shore of crystal sea

To view the mansion He built for me

My name above its open door

To dwell within it evermore

In joy and love and perfect peace

Where praise for Him will never cease

For He built it with utmost care

My eternal home in Heaven there

With nail scarred hands He fashioned it

To have me dwell there, His heart was set

A sinner I but He loved me so

Enough to die and His blood to flow

All for me, amazing grace

He went to cross and took my place

To die in agony and rise from grave

And all of this my soul to save

When I did come with guilt and sin

He washed me clean and took me in

To those who come He promised in love

To build a dwelling for them above

I know in heart when in white robes I stand

I’ll see my mansion built by His hand

Colin Moffett

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Sat, Mar 8th - 9:17AM

THE FAST FLOWING RIVER

Fri, Jan 11th - 11:52AM

QUESTIONS

I come O Lord with heavy heart

With burning questions in my head

I seek not answers from others Lord

But only from you instead

Will you keep me in your arms?

Hold me tightly in your grip

Or some day will you let me fall

And my hand from yours will slip

I thought you held me tightly Lord

So none could pluck me away

I thought that when you found me Lord

You wouldn’t lose me again some day

What kind of Shepherd are you Lord

To look after so many sheep

That you could even lose one of those

Who dwells within your keep?

Is this really you my Lord?

The One on whom I depend

To guide me through this life

Until my journey’s end

Please tell me Lord I beg of you

When you bought me at such cost

Will you sell me back to the Devil?

And my soul again be lost

I used to have such peace of mind

For I thought I could depend on you

Now I am not so sure Lord

If this is really true

Please tell me Lord your answers

But I think I really know

You will say to me; my child

I will never let you go

Colin Moffett.

I was in another site where they were debating whether one could lose ones salvation. I penned this poem as to what I would have to ask Jesus if I thought I could be lost again. I don't think that for one moment but others in here might have a different view. You can let me know. God bless.  

Sun, Dec 2nd - 3:42PM

SILVERY MOON

Picture courtesy of Jeannine McMullen

SILVERY MOON

Silvery moon shining bright

Riding high; queen of night

A myriad stars in your wake

Gliding over sky of black

It alone with daylight gone

Is yours to reign until the dawn

Like a swan full of grace

Smiling beams from your face

You float across starry sky

An orb of radiance way up high

Your borrowed light of nighttimes run

Is given you of reflecting sun

Rounded globe of night time view

My wondering eyes gaze on you

Knowing in thoughts that came so soon

As I watch your flight silvery moon

To brighten this world like your run

I must reflect the light of God’s own Son

Colin Moffett