Lifted Up (3 – v2) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All people, everywhere within our calling all needing our prayers because they are hurting This life difficult walking this mortal ...
All people, everywhere within our calling all needing our prayers because they are hurting This life difficult walking this mortal ...
If we are to be known, seen as his disciples, if we are to claim the name children of God ...
All people, everywhere within our calling all needing our prayers because they are hurting This life difficult walking this mortal ...
When words will not come unsure what to pray for save for, that your will be done Silent in praying ...
My prayer, my hope that I would come before the Lord with my face unveiled humbly, hopeful, boldly before my ...
Creation, all that God created given to us, placed into our hands to be cherished and cared for each of ...
Their sadness complete the melancholy of Saturday Christ in the tomb the spices waiting disciples locked behind closed doors the ...
On the Sabbath day they rested not because this was their choice Christ's body in the tomb unprepared for his ...
Not so much a place the garden, Gethsemane Christ walking in prayer humbly following the Lord Long before that night ...
ever may I be able to proclaim my clay still wet still sitting on the potter's wheel feeling the touch ...
Not just for those standing there the prayer that our redeemer raised his cry to the father from that cross ...
Praying that God would forgive me that his words would have full weight for I know not what I do ...
each prayer, each little act little seeds of faith all of us called to share the love of God the ...
The tempter in the garden stalking Christ with doubt fears of his suffering that he may turn from his path ...
Away from the flock missing while still at home in a far away land lost, away from our master our ...
In the darkness, the garden the betrayer prowling the night time running down praying, sleep heavy staking the garden the ...
No matter our circumstances how we come to God, he is always listening open to our prayers Especially when, we ...
So much pain, so much crying the weight of that moment too much for him to bear We sitting, tired ...
Christ in the garden at the rock where he prayed maybe at an altar of stone like the patriarchs the ...
As they fell sleeping unconscious of the dangers falling to sleep in the garden warnings he gave us for each ...
So many other choices a range of other outcomes what he could have done in that moment of decision at ...
Praying in the garden knowing these people oh so well all of humanity the same Christ praying in the garden ...
Having been forgiven by the blood of the lamb the sacrifice of Christ on the cross we are to forgive, ...
Going to the Mount of Olives the garden, Gethsemane our master, a stone's throw farther heavy with sleep yet sensing ...
Like Socrates and the hemlock Christ in the garden the cup of poison, death waiting for his lips Praying, in ...
Echoing the prayer he taught us in his pain, his agony sweat falling like blood Christ in the garden praying ...
In the way he taught us humbly praying coming before God not with pretense but honesty Praising him, our creator ...
In praying, alone in our room we, mere humans, following Christ's teachings reverently, honestly talking with our creator Bringing our ...
Singing a song of the morning a prayer for the dawning new day praise for our creator whose grace gave ...
In the morning prayers for the world an end to suffering, of famine and war, disasters and disinterest, in greed ...
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