The Good Shepherd

The LORD is my shepherd
I shall never want
Will provide and guide
Yes, my living font.

Suffering Saints

‘In Me, you have peace’
Spoke Jesus, God’s Son
‘In the world, tribulation
Be courageous… I’ve overcome’.

Suffering

When confronted by suffering
With reasons unclear
Will we choose to grow better
Or grow bitter, with fears.

Striving, or Resting?

But, if our vision is great
Let us therefore, come boldly
To His throne of grace
To obtain mercy from God
Come wholly rest, in His grace.

Shout to the LORD

Make a joyful shout
To the LORD, all the lands!
Serve the LORD, with gladness
Sing before Him, clap hands.

Set us on Fire

To be fuel, for Your fire
May this light, burn bright
As a beacon of hope
So lost souls, find sight.

‘Self’ has to Die

The verdict is in
And, ‘self’ has to die
Against our carnal cravings
Long deceived, by a lie.