Bible TimeYou need Bible Time,
Bible Time, To make your life rhyme. You need Bible Time! To learn the stories of old, How they made idles of gold. How Joseph was sold, And Jesus' birth was foretold. You need Bible Time. To know how Samons's secret was plied, From whom, Adam and Eve tried to hide, Who in a whale had quite a ride And how the Lord, Peter Denied. You need Bible Time! To find out how Goliath was brought down to size, All about Saul and his demise. What about? Jacob's honeymoon surprise, And for you, God's love to realize. You need Bible Time. To patiently wait like Gideon for a sign, How the dry bones fell into line. The wedding where water was turned into wine, To really know and believe that "Jesus is Mine" You need Bible Time! How Moses from a rock, made water flow. Retelling Jesus' birth, in a stable low. How to the world, God's love you will show, Through faith to live, love and grow. You need Bible time, Bible time, To make your life rhyme. You need Bible time!!! GrandmaWhen I was just a little girl,
My grandma meant a lot to me. I knew that's the kind of Grandma I wanted to be. Now I hope that I am that kind of Grandma, Because the Grandma in Grandma's house is me! Because I am the Grandma, With children looking up to see. My prayer Lord is that they will see you in me. Help me to teach them to live, love and pray. So in your love Lord, they will always stay. So when the house is quiet, The choclolate chip cookies are all gone. They are all grown with children of their own. They will remember you Lord, And to you they will always belong. I pray Lord, with your help I will be, The right kind of Grandma, For the grandchildren to see. For now the Grandma in Grandma's house is me! |
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Before today is done. Just because we've seen the sunrise, Don't mean we'll see the setting sun. The only moment that we really have, Is the one before our eye. For in the very next moment, We could surely die. I don't mean to be a fatalist, But the point I want to make very clear. Is that we really don't know, How much longer we have here. The only dream worth dreaming, Is of mansions and streets of gold. And what you will say and do, When Jesus' face you behold. Waste not a single moment, That makes up your day. Remember to read your Bible, And always to pray. Because there is no one like Jesus, That helps us along our way. For on the path with Jesus, We always want to stay. |
Black November - A Turkey's Lament
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