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Lord, with the gentle fall of snow,
With the opening of a rose,
You have shown Your love for me.
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Then, when the day has turned to nigh’,
When the angels touch the sky,
You have shown Your love for me.
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How could I ever doubt you’re there,
With the wonders that we share,
Everyday and everywhere.
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Lord, keep me humble in my walk,
Let me teach as You have taught,
Show the world how much You care.
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Written as a song on 1991
The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, To preach the acceptable year of the Lord. Luke 4:18-19
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Huddled mass, skin and bone,
Family gone, not a home.
Alcohol, to soothe the pain,
Curb the heat, repel the rain.
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The future looks very bleak,
Live day by day, week by week.
Need to change, don’t know how,
Need it bad, need it now.
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Little child, deep inside,
I am here, I am light,
Come to Me,
You’ll be free.
I am Jesus.
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Every night, fight and steal,
Need the drugs, need to deal.
Seated deep, anger hides,
Worthlessness, fear inside.
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Drugs help forget, take you high,
Just for today, it’s gone tonight.
Have to stop, too much strife,
I want to love, I want a life.
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Little child, deep inside,
I am here, I am light,
Come to Me,
You’ll be free.
I am Jesus.
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Daytime I sleep, nights work the street,
Sometimes it’s okay, sometimes I’m beat.
Don’t matter to no one, no one to care,
I can’t run away, I wouldn’t dare.
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I still have a family, ran away from that mess,
Afraid to go back, they hate me, I guess.
I want to be wanted, want someone to care,
I need arms to hold me, someone to be there.
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Little child, deep inside,
I am here, I am light,
Come to Me,
You’ll be free.
I am Jesus
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Work all day, sometimes nights,
Work is tough, at home we fight.
Plagued by bills, how can we pay,
Sometimes I want to run away.
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A wife and kids, they need to be fed,
Would they do better with me dead.
I can’t hardly cope with the pressure today,
There must be something, there must be a way.
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Little child, deep inside,
I am here, I am light,
Come to Me,
You’ll be free.
I am Jesus.
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Home all day, kids to tend,
House to clean, clothes to mend.
Screaming and fussing, night and day,
I want out, but there’s no way.
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Husband’s late, if he comes home at all.
Drinking and fighting, never does call.
Don’t want today, don’t want tomorrow,
There must be some way to end this sorrow.
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Little child, deep inside,
I am here, I am light,
Come to Me,
You’ll be free.
I am Jesus.
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When it all seems to hard,
When there seems no way out,
When it all seems so hopeless,
Lives of anger and doubt.
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There’s one who can help you,
He’s faithful and strong.
He’s waiting to greet you,
Whatever your wrongs.
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He is Jesus.
Written 3/17/95
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“The Lord liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted.” Psalm 18:46
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Have I taken you for granted, Lord?
Can You forgive me?
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Do you understand the pain of Circumstance,
That clouds reason.
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You patiently wait as I blame you,
For events You had nothing to do with.
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You sing to me songs of Love,
When I feel the depths of worthlessness.
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You send me tender arms,
When I feel unloved and unlovable.
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You send me songs of joy,
When tears steal my night.
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You wake me with a tender caress,
Inviting me to intimate times with You.
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You speak into my life the words of strength,
Courage and wisdom,
As I open the pages of Your Word.
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You fill my mouth with the tongues of Angels,
A private language that only we understand.
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Lord, do I take you for granted?
Will you forgive me.
Written 6/15/2002
We have also a more sure word of prophecy; whereunto ye do well that ye take heed, as unto a light that shineth in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day star arise in your hearts: 2 Peter 1:19
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You take the darkness of night,
Through the chill of dawn,
And burst forth the morning sky,
Opening in fragrant gold,
As a beautiful yellow rose bud,
Firm yet delicate,
Opening its vulnerable petals,
To bless the waiting soul.
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The colors race across the sky,
Painted by the wings of Angels.
The sun rises,
Orchestrating warmth and life,
Bringing hope.
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It’s a new day!
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And as these miracles of morning,
These miracles of life,
Explode all around,
So many pass right by,
Unaware.
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My Spirit cries out,
“Look what God has done,
Look what He has made for you.”
They pass right by,
Unaware.
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Let me always cling,
To the miracles of the moment,
Always aware,
Always grateful,
For the hand of God.
Written 4-2-97
“For now we see in a mirror, darkly, but then face to face.
Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.
And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”
1 Corinthians 13: 12-13
Steam from the frigid water,
Rises up to kiss the sun.
Birds shake loose the morning dew,
And sing the sweetest song.
The leaves and petals raise their face,
To drink the first rays of day.
Music fills the air, chasing away the cold darkness,
Of the night.
Clouds part, allowing the gold and purple hues,
To dance across the sky.
Webs glisten in intricate geometric patterns.
Tiny footprints grace the fresh morning soil.
It’s a brand new day and God has given His first gift.
Lord, teach me to see with spiritual eyes,
The same daily beauty I see in the natural.
Remove the scales of circumstance,
That cloud my spiritual vision.
Help me to receive Your morning kiss,
With more joy and admiration,
Than simple nature.
Help me to receive the miracle of NOW.
Written 6-15-2002
Linda J. Humes 