LORD, Teach Us to Number Our Days

So teach us to number
Our days, that we gain
Grant us, a heart of wisdom
For our lives, we must explain.
Our Deep Valleys

So midst our own, deep dark valleys
We oft’ recall, our wrong behavior
Yet focus not, upon our failures
But trust in Christ, our risen Savior.
But Wait on the LORD

Shall mount up, like eagles
Shall run, and not grow weary
They shall walk, and not faint
Know God, is ever with me.
A Touch of the Master

Ask the Master to touch you
Your life to transform
To fill with His Spirit To His image conform.
Closed Doors

When a door slams shut
There is rarely a ‘why’
God suddenly closes
‘Oft a puzzling surprise.
Fall upon me and fill me!

Do you yearn to draw nearer
So filled, by God’s Spirit?
Take this vessel, so faulty
Come restore LORD, and fill it.
Wait upon The Lord

So, in place of self-searching
And following our feelings
Rather obey the LORD
Be wise, wait upon His leading.
Sealed, Stamped, Secured by Christ

Since we were purchased, by His blood
The price, now fully paid
Sealed and stamped for eternity
We’re counted righteous, be not afraid.
Faith in God, not the Flesh

And learn daily to forgive
Reflecting God’s love
For His goodness and kindness
Daily depend, from above.
Our Personal Baggage

For parents aren’t perfect
They come with their baggage
May kids grow, self-examine
To avoid long-term damage.