Monday, April 11, 2011

This is my prayer in the desert, when all that is in me feels dry

And though my heart is torn, I'll praise You in this storm.

You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of the dust. You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of us.

When Satan tempts me to despair or tells me of the guilt within, upwards I look and see Him there who made an end to all my sin.

When peace like a river attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll: whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, it is well, it is well with my soul.

I believe I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord, be strong and take heart, and wait for the Lord.

Though sorrow may last for a night, joy comes in the morning.

The man Jesus Christ laid death in his grave!!!

being confident of this, that He who began a good work in [me] will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.

There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.

Nothing in my hands I bring, simply to Thy cross I cling.

I surrender all, I surrender all. All to Thee, my blessed Savior, I surrender all.

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