Yeshua, you are
Our hope of salvation
Dying for us
Our hope of glory
Living in us
Yeshua,
you are
Our hope for the future
Living for you
Our hope for redemption
Alive
in you
Yeshua, you are
Our hope of salvation
Dying for us
Our hope of glory
Living in us
Yeshua,
you are
Our hope for the future
Living for you
Our hope for redemption
Alive
in you
Thank you, Lord, for being there
And
bathing us in your blessed care
Thank
you for all your blessings
And
understanding my transgressing
Thank
you for being the one
Who
watches over my three sons
And
my most wonderful wife
Ascension Day
Is
the fortieth day
Of
Eastertide
And
celebrates
With
great solemnity
The
Ascension of the Lord
He
travels the four winds
He is everywhere.
He is an ever-present force
He
is the one who cares
He
is our strength
He
is with us from the start
He
gives us joy
He
lives in our hearts
He
is our hope
His
heart is full of love
He
repairs us
He
is love
Jesus
is the King of Kings
Who
died for us
On
that cross of pain
To
cleanse us
Faith is like
electricity
You can’t see it
But you can see the
light
That emanates from it
When Haiti shook
And
the old colonial
Structures
fell
Who
was to blame?
When
the rains fell on Madeira
Making
rivers of mud
Where
once were roads
Who
was to blame?
When
earthquake and tsunami
Wreaked
their havoc
On
Chile’s coast
Who
was to blame?
The
zealots speak of God’s wrath,
Divine
retribution
Against
the wicked of the world
Smiting
the transgressors
But
it’s not the wicked who suffer
It’s
the most humble and devout
The
poor and the needy
Who
suffer the most
Why
would God do such a thing?
What
would be gained?
It’s
not a Godly act
But
rather that of a tyrant
That’s
not what my God would do
My
God is a loving God
Not
a wrathful being
The
secular blame God
For
not stopping natural disasters
They
don’t believe in him
But
blame him anyway
Where
was God?
What
was God doing when he was needed?
When
something wonderful happens
They
praise nature’s ingenuity
Yet
when tragedy strikes
It’s
“where was God?”
God
is not to blame
It
is not within his power to prevent disasters
So
he does what he can
He
comforts and supports
Eases
suffering and ends pain
But
my God is not to blame
Mother
Nature is the culprit
The
planet is angry with mankind
And
unleashes these acts of spite
To
punish us for our indifference
Mother
Nature roars
And
defines our insignificance
When
the earth moves
And
mountains split
When
winds tear up all before them
And
the seas rise up
We
are powerless
But
we are not alone
When
we are at our most vulnerable
Who
do we call upon? God
Whoever
that God might be
Mine
is an understanding God
A
compassionate God
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