Praised in the heavens and earth Archives - A Doctor's Cure for the Soul

He Fills My Cup

LORD God, fill my cup
In love chose to die
Living waters to give
That never runs dry.

Though we know not the day
Nor hour He will come
God’s Word never fails
We shall soon, see His Son.

Are we humble and lowly
Or proud, self-serving
Are exalting ourself
Or submissive, subserving?

Are so weary of self
All the efforts you make
Self-reliance, self-ambitions
All fleshly, vain mistakes.

We are ever in search
Of the key to life
As our scientists, research
And ideas are rife.

On this ‘Feast of First Fruits’
A burnt and grain offering
Foreshadowing Messiah
And His people, following.

The LORD gives, and He takes
He rules, as He will
He is sovereign, all powerful
So be quiet, and still.

Stepping down out of heaven
To redeem fallen sinners
Those helpless and hopeless
Turns losers, to winners.

May Your glory come down
That multitudes may see
LORD God, open eyes
Let more captives go free.

Lord, I enter Your gates
And come into Your courts
With thanksgiving and praise
To worship You, I have sought.