Christ Died for Me (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My Savior lives the cross was not the end He has conquered the grave no longer bound by my sin ...
My Savior lives the cross was not the end He has conquered the grave no longer bound by my sin ...
Redeeming love sacrificial love the suffering love of Christ choosing to go to the cross to die in our place ...
An acrostic song of perfection complete in its form a hymn of praise raising a song of joy to the ...
Like the widow, persistent the prayers of our heart raising to God all that we need Waiting for him his ...
At the end of the age oh at the end of time when the scales are balanced when all is ...
Uncomfortable the tug of Your calling to leave the pews the congregation safety with these walls to go where we ...
When we walk in the footsteps when we take up our cross when we yoke to our savior when we ...
Our faith real when we follow when we are guided walking in the footsteps of the living God Our lives ...
True disciples follow when they are called by Christ going where they are led to do the master's work Seeking ...
The measure of our witness the depth of our faith when it is a struggle for follow the Christ Only ...
Our witness authentic our faith complete only if we follow where our shepherd leads October 15, 2010 status on Neven ...
Become rooting in the living waters grounded in God's truth staying clear of the world its message to confuse Looking ...
Faithful to their calling humble to God's plan living and in dying submitting to his will In brilliance dying at ...
Stand in the storms of life resolute, defiant confident in the promise of God to never leave us to stand ...
Our prayer of confession so different from Christ failing to be faithful though he paid our price going to the ...
We are to strive confident in the future the rest of the story known only to God Persevere in adversity ...
Our finest hour when we recognize the challenges the struggles in life and stand firm in the Lord In the ...
Our futures wrapped in his arms our hope secure so why do we walk as if we were wrapped in ...
A reminder of eternity their best before their dying the rich colors of autumn before the eternal season Joy in ...
In the whisper of the leaves the song of their colors to speak a word of love of the glory ...
Tested in the crucible the Spirit burning within hotter as we draw closer until we are burned pure at the ...
Thinking more deeply and a bit of whimsy nature and wonder power and nurture thinking about multi-tasking and the proficiency ...
In the far corner farthest from their home a corner of color of beauty side by side The roses blooming ...
Oh man! Nothing Mom and Dad were away; I had such big plans Four kinds of ice cream, scooped, melting ...
The rose shears moving quickly I gathered the sprigs of lilacs from all over the yard Moving quickly to gather ...
The lilacs illumined in the morning sun hard to describe the color so soft, finely spun Blue, not purple like ...
A cloud of intoxication slowing our steps or mine at least gathering in the nectar breathing springtime in The white ...
Each of our lives just as of old to be measured against the plumb line Yet none of us worthy ...
The father and the son God and Christ by his faithfulness by their love fully aware of all to come ...
Destruction of the wind storm, strewn over his driveway, his yard, into the neighbor's yard too but oh so beautiful ...
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