Some say they’re antiquated, The Words within His Pages, But they’re Divinely annotated, So the heart is what engages.
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Cling To Him
When we call to Him there’s comfort, When we cling to Him there’s approval, For His Honor’s standing Triumphant, And His Grace will offer Renewal.
Suffering Servant
The suffering servant chose, To disregard His will, So through Him Mercy flows, Down the Cross on Judgement’s Hill. For God would not forsake Him, But raise Him up instead, When Hope was fading dim, New Life was quickly pledged.
Heaven Sent
Your Grace is simply Beautiful, Your Mercy’s Heaven sent, Your Steadfast Love’s immovable, Crowned by Your second advent.
Diamonds Galore
Silver and diamonds galore, Spread out upon the floor. But the treasures I seek to find, By Holy Hands are refined. His Grace has immeasurable worth, Love defined by a second birth. All Glory and Honor to Him, The Cross being where we begin. Written By: Doug Cox
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