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A Place To Pray

The autumn leaves fell to the ground
One crisp October day
As through the forest walked a man
To find a place to pray

His mind was filled with worldly stuff
Of problems great and small
He knew he'd never rest until
He gave the Lord, them all

The forest welcomed the troubled soul
To it's leafy, splendored halls
And there in the woods, the man knelt down
And to the Lord, poured out his heart

There's no better place in all the world
To be alone with God
Than in his forest on a cool clear day
When autumn leaves begin to fall

Testimony

In the early hours of morning, I was driving around the town
Going nowhere special, just couldn't make myself lay down
My mind was deep in turmoil such, as I had never known
I'd made a mess of everything my self-esteem was gone

I had never felt this low before, tormented in my soul
By my own guilt and other things that were out of my control
It seemed I had a heavy weight intent to drag me down
If I could not, soon, free myself I knew I'd surely drown

Long ago I'd trusted Jesus and I knew he loved me still
But, I had strayed so very long and lived outside his will
That I couldn't feel his presence, even though I knew
That he was always by my side and desired to see me through

I pulled into the parking lot of the church where I attend
Went inside, sat down in back, in the dark, and searched within
I don't know how long I sat there and considered my sorry state
But somewhere along the way, I felt myself begin to pray

I confessed that I had let him down, dishonored his special gift
And the heavy price I was paying now, was my own fault, not his
I began to feel his presence all around me in the room
The love and strength he offered, that night, saved my life from doom

I said, Lord, this load I'm under seems more than I can bear
And, even though I don't deserve it, it is my earnest prayer
For strength, to help me bear it, as you've promised in your word
And by your grace, to live my life, with reverence for you, Lord

Just then, my Lord took pity on this sinner, saved by grace
I felt his glorious power begin to heal my wretched state
I could feel the burden lifting and, while his spirit filled my soul,
It departed from my body, left me feeling clean and whole

When I left the church that morning, I was singing in my mind
Relieved of all my burdens, I had left their weight behind
And I say to all who struggle with heavy burdens in their life
You may find relief, as I did, through faith in Jesus Christ

Thickets And Thorns Or Sweet, Sweet, Fruits

Man is like a plot of land
That basks in God's sunshine
Saturates itself in God's rain
And nurtures life within itself
By means of natural laws
Which, incidentally, God made

Land that's full of sand and rocks
That is left alone by man
Is never tilled and never worked
Cannot produce a good harvest
But only crops of tangled thickets
And rough and prickly thorns

But, if the rocks should be removed
And man should till the sod
Enrich the soil and plant his crops
God will send the sunshine and rain
And the same land will produce
A harvest of sweet, sweet fruits

A human life, when blessed by God
With a knowledge of Jesus Christ
Like a field of good seeds
It is a crop, planted by God
Whose harvest depends on
How well it is worked by man

Thickets and thorns or sweet sweet fruits
Each man, himself, must decide
A worldly life yields a worthless crop
While a life filled with Godly works
Yields a wonderful harvest
Whose lasting value cannot be measured

SALVATION IS FOREVER

If any sin could be great enough
To cause one to fall from grace
Nobody, but God, would be in Heaven
They'd all be in the other place

Salvation that will not cover your sin
Has a value that's very small
If you could live your life without any sin
You would need no Salvation at all

COME GET ME LORD JESUS

As a child I used to wonder
What the Rapture might really be
When I heard the old folks talk about it
It always frightened me
A peculiar thing it somehow seemed
That would carry off kids
In the middle of their dreams
And take them away to, who knows where
And deprive them of parents
When they finally got there
But since I'm grown I realize
The Rapture, to Christians, is highly prized
And since I'm a Christian and Jesus is mine
If raptured today, I never would die
Now I long for the time, when Jesus will come
And take me away to his mansion above
To live in a world where everything's right
And visit with God and my loved ones on high
No human wisdom can ever describe
The way that I feel, what a glorious high
As I look toward Zion and say with a shout
"Come get me, Lord Jesus," my fear has run out

Illumination

The radiant Sun brings light to the day
And chases away night's darkened skies
Revealing beauty that was hidden therein
Illuminating God's marvelous design

But, the night is also blessed with its light
That gleams in the dark, ethereal expanse
The heavenly bodies that glimmer so bright
Illumine the blue with their warm radiance

Our learning requires an additional light
Imparted by those trained to edify
Our minds with essential and cultural facts
To illumine an, otherwise, uninformed life

Then, there's the light most special of all
The light of the world, the redemption of man
The Son is the light that releases from sin
And illumines the soul as no other light can