“And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.” Genesis 1:31
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The sweet breath of spring
rises up to greet the
pure, first light of dawn.
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The fields dance,
stirring silent butterflies,
rising to decorate the sky.
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The seas surge and recede,
calling to the waking earth,
It’s a new day!
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Resting there,
receive the gift,
of the innocence born of God,
of the intimacy known with God.
By Linda J. Humes
Written 1/5/98
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
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Egypt’s Red Sea seemed a mighty foe.
With Pharaoh close there seemed no place to go.
The people stood and cried aloud with fear.
Forgetting all along their Lord was there.
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
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His mighty hand can move the sea from shore to shore.
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
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Shielded by Armor of Faith we’ll stand.
Jericho was girded all around,
A mighty fortress set on solid ground.
If rushed the army within would abound,
By marching feet and trumpets it went down.
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
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Gideon was sent to take the land,
With only three hundred men he had to stand.
With pitchers, lanterns, horns, he did God’s will,
Though all the enemy died, he did not kill.
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
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Deborah sent her army off to war,
The army would not go without her near,
The chariots of iron saved not the foe,
For God provided the rain, they moved no more.
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
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Joshua was sent to take Ai,
To win this one he must be very sly.
Place armies front and back, came God’s reply,
And hold your spear up high, high in the sky.
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
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Do you have an enemy today,
Take your troubles to God, get down and pray,
There is nothing He can’t rise above,
He’s there to raise you up in perfect love.
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I say stand back, stand back in the Lord.
✝ Written in 1992 as a song
The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled. The clouds poured out water: the skies sent out a sound: thine arrows also went abroad. The voice of thy thunder was in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook. Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known. Thou leddest thy people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Psalm 77:16-20 (KJV)
I stand in the path of troubled waters,
urged by a deep stirring in my soul.
My promise awaits me on the other side,
distant, dangerous, seemingly unattainable.
The waters are rising and churning,
lapping the ground at my feet,
teasing, testing, tantalizing.
Dare I step into troubled water,
tempting Satan, testing God?
Is the vision but a dream
or God’s perfect will?
There is no Moses to lead me in,
no Aaron to encourage me forth.
The angels hide, wait, watch.
Dare I take a chance
and step into the churning depths?
Do I trust God to part the sea,
dry the ground my feet must travel upon,
and hide my footsteps beneath the returning waters?
Or do I remain in my sheltered life,
no risks taken, nothing lost, nothing gained.
Do I reach out to the will of God,
the high calling I have been predestined to take,
or rest behind,
allowing another to receive the rich blessing
and sense of victory.
The sea of troubled water is frightening,
yet enchanting.
There is so much to gain,
so little to lose.
The waters surge and ebb,
surge and ebb.
Call me forward, Father,
as I strive to please you.
I close my eyes to self,
to doubt, to acceptable mediocrity.
One step at a time I move forward,
one step at a time.
As the waters part and rise up around me
I see the truth of my adversary,
like a motion picture through a looking glass,
larger than life, magnified,
yet fragile and easily destroyed.
Why did I fear?
Will those troubles disappear?
No!
They will always rest in the troubled waters.
It is my choice to view them,
or place my eyes on God,
and take a step forward,
knowing that each step will part the waters
and find solid ground.
Art thou not it which hath dried the sea, the waters of the great deep;
that hath made the depths of the sea a way for the ransomed to pass over?
Isaiah 51:10 (KJV)
Written 9-11-00
Linda J. Humes 