A Cry Out to God
by Amanda Duncan
Put me to the test O, Lord.
Bring me down upon my knees.
I love You with all my heart,
My soul, my mind, and my strength.
Hold me in Your arms when I
Cry the tear of loneliness.
Carry my broken soul
From the fierce battle fought.
I need You O, Lord to the end.
Laugh and rejoice with me
in my victories and praise.
Have mercy on my sinful soul.
Take my hand and guide me as a I walk astray.
It is You I desire above ALL things.
Allow me to serve You by serving others.
Walk with me as I spread Your love.
Let me wash Your feet with my tears,
and pour perfume on Your holy head.
Forgive me Father for continually nailing
You on the cross through selfishness.
I want to feel Your hands, feet,
from the wounds I have created.
Show me the way O, Lord to your kingdom.
I fall down on my knees in prayer,
for Your grace.
Tears stream down my wicked face.
My body trembles with fear O, Lord.
Take this ugliness I have set
upon myself away.
Brake away the chains that Satan has trapped upon me.
Lift me up to the heavens O, Lord.
I GIVE YOU PRAISE!
Let Your blood flow through
my spirit and cleanse me.
For I need You my MIGHTY KING.
Your beauty of Grace has saved
me from the darkness that lurks
to destroy.
Die for me O, Jesus.
Autumn Prayer
by Elyse Taylor
Cleanse me Lord with your autumn rain
Wash away the dust and dryness of my withered soul
That I may soak in your nourishment
And satisfy my thirst
Clear away the inhibitions of the mourning fog
To reveal the splendor of the rising Son
May the Spirit's fresh breeze flow through me
As I inhale the sweet wisdom of truth
From your palette of mercy
Colour me golden and amber
Turning my ordinary pursuits into masterpieces
Reflecting your glory and light
Like a falling leaf liberated by humility
I release my will to yours
To witness evidence of your sovereign grace
Drifting and blanketing my path
As the chill of the autumn frost sets in
Rejuvenate my senses Lord
With crisp glistening awareness make known your quiet company
That I may be gifted with Divine assurance
Seeing through your eyes the hillside's hopeful glow
Listening through your ears to the rustling reminder of your promise
And feeling in the depths of my heart
The fire of compassion you enliven for the season
May my life reflect the sanctification of fall.
Blood of the Lamb
by Donna Watkins age 15
September 11, 1998
I was walking with Jesus in a dream long ago.
We were laughing together, oh I loved Him so.
I said to Jesus "Please wait right here."
"I won't be long" I said with fear.
Cause Jesus looked so very sad.
I knew I was doing something bad.
"I'll be right back", I said once more.
I walked out and slammed the door.
Awhile later I came back in.
Filled with hatred, and full of sin.
I yelled at Jesus and said "Get out."
I knew He still loved me, but still I would shout.
I pushed Him and then turned around.
Jesus stood there full of sadness and frowned.
"Child, I love you" I heard Him cry.
Just then a tear drop fell from my eye.
I had turned away from His love.
A love that can only be found from above.
I thought for a while and then turned around.
Jesus was gone and there wasn't a sound.
Right in front of me there was a door.
I knew that I had seen it before.
I held my breath and turned the knob.
When I looked outside I started to sob.
It was Jesus on the cross to die.
I fell to my knees and cried "Why, Jesus, Why?"
Why did I walk away from your love?
Why did I sin and shout and shove?
Jesus I'm so sorry, sorry I am.
He looked up and said "I wash you with the Blood of the Lamb."
A Backslider's Prayer
by Alia Chevalier
Lord, I've disappointed you again.
I let myself get caught up, Lord, I sinned.
I gave in and sipped at temptation's well.
I took my eyes off you Lord, and I fell.
I've done it before, with one thing or another.
Lord, there's no small sin, each one like the other.
Each time I let the world in Lord, there's trouble.
I take my eyes off you Lord, and I stumble.
Now, Lord, I kneel here and I seek forgiveness,
Though you already know my human weakness.
Hear the story forming on my lips,
How I took my eyes off you Lord, and I tripped.
Lord, my love for you grows ever stronger
I pray to keep you closer, nearer, longer
Not worthy of your blood, nor yet a tear
My eyes on you Lord, my path is clear
No tree root, Lord, no stone is in my way
I'll seek you, feel you, closer by the day.
My path is clear, narrow, straight, and true
When, Dear Lord, I travel it with you
The Cross
by Richard Meadows
I never regretted going to the Cross
I never regretted the pain and the loss
I never regretted the time that was spent
so that all of my children might repent
Though I went there for the love of all mankind
I really only had one in mind
That was the one lost Soul that was left behind
Now if my children which are called by my name
would have been a Witness as my Word proclaimed
That one lost Soul could have been Blessed
and all of God's Children could have gone home
to their Heavenly Rest.
Copyright © 1998-99, Richard Meadows. All rights reserved.
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