The touch of Jesus - Part 5

The touch of Jesus makes me feel so whole
The touch of Jesus purifies my soul
The touch of Jesus cleanses me from sin
The touch of Jesus gives me peace within

High on the mountain top God's voice I heard
And fell to the ground on hearing His word
Terrified by what I had just been through
But You touched me and I saw only You

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The candle of hope

Hope for the hopeless and hope for the lost.
No matter the price, whatever the cost.
Jesus had come and was willing to pay
being born as a babe that first Christmas day.

Hope that's a certainty, hope that is sure.
Though the earth is shaken I am secure.
Trusting in Jesus and safe in His care.
Knowing THAT He's with me and always there.

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A love so strong

A love so strong that He climbed the hill
and willingly died to fulfil God's will.
A love so strong that He hung there alone
and bore the wrath of God on His own.

A love so strong that He poured Himself out
crying 'Father forgive' with a loud shout.
A love so strong that He conquered death
and interceded for us with His last breath.

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The touch of Jesus - Part 7

The touch of Jesus makes me feel so whole
The touch of Jesus purifies my soul
The touch of Jesus cleanses me from sin
The touch of Jesus gives me peace within

'Am I a rebel' Jesus spoke these words
'That you come to me with your clubs and swords'
Though I was His enemy He showed no fear
'No more of this! ' he said and healed my ear

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Sweet communion

With desire have I to do this with you
to break the bread and to drink the wine too.
Come, draw close to Me in communion sweet
and feel My love for you as our eyes meet.

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Sometimes my eyes are so defiled and dim
that I see only the signs and see not Him.
But He reaches out to me by His grace
and then I can see His wonderful face.

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Please let me sleep Lord

My mortal body's just a worn out shack
and there is nothing here to hold me back.
I want to close my eyes, draw my last breath
and walk with Jesus through the Vale of death.

Please let me sleep Lord and I'll be at peace
for death to me will be a great release.
Take me Lord, I just want to close my eyes
and wake up there with You in Paradise.

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Woven on a heavenly loom

Woven together on a heavenly loom
I was formed by God whilst in my mother's womb.
Then the days of my life in His book were penned
from before I was born right up to the end.

Each chapter was scribed by a God of grace
Paragraphs written before life took place.
Ev'ry moment before they had past
God wrote them from the first day ‘til last.

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Tempos fugit

We are gliding along on the tides of time
swiftly as a wave life passes by sublime.
Cascading along it breaks upon the shore.
Like a dream it fades passing that way no more.

A thousand years to You are as but a day
Like the watch during the night they pass away.
For You are God without beginning or end
eternity past and future you transcend.

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Moulded or transfigured?

Get up, got to work, go home, go to bed,
Or "Life more abundantly" Jesus said.
The world tries to mould us into its way,
But "Come to me" we hear Jesus say.

He turns the things of the world on its head
giving us a brand new outlook instead.
No longer conformed to this world and its' way
But being transformed by Jesus every day.

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A prayer for the new year

The tide of time washes over the old year as it fades away
and the new year is beginning bringing in a brand new day.
A clean slate and a blank canvas made ready for me to display
many acts of love and kindness throughout each new day.
Father give me the grace to fill each canvas with acts of love
As I walk in the footsteps of my Lord from heaven above

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