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Title: WAIT
Post by: Soldier4Christ on June 28, 2006, 02:38:32 PM
WAIT

But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Isa. 40:31

A pressing need, a burdened heart,
A longing in my soul that won�t depart-
My trouble burns as a brand upon my spiritual man,
But our all-knowing God has a plan.

I want, I pray, I beg- I plead,
My heart burdened with a Goliath need;
Our Lord knows- we surmise,
And our petitions He will not despise.

But God doesn�t answer right away,
Though with much expectation we pray.
"Wait" - our Master seems to say-
To a heart grieved day by day.

The wait is not in vain-
Giving hope amidst all our pain.
The Lord shall turn our loss into gain,
Though God�s ways we cannot explain.

Gene Griffin


Title: Re: WAIT
Post by: ibTina on June 29, 2006, 08:10:08 AM
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Title: Re: WAIT
Post by: airIam2worship on July 05, 2006, 01:45:31 PM
   

Sing ...

Praise the Lord in joyful song,
Praise Him, Praise Him all day long.
But what of me, I cannot sing;
I have no melody to bring?
Then read again, oh joy of joys,
The Lord said, "Make a joyful noise."


Title: Re: WAIT
Post by: airIam2worship on July 05, 2006, 01:47:47 PM
Two Boxes

I have in my hands two boxes
which God gave me to hold
he said, "put all your sorrows in the black
and all your joys in the gold

I heeded his words, and in the two boxes
both my joys and sorrows I store
but though the gold became heavier each day
the black was as light as before

with curiosity I opened the black
I wanted to find out why
and I saw in the base of the box a hole
which my sorrows had fallen out by

I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud,
I wonder where my sorrows could be
he smiled a gentle smile at me
my child they're all here with me

I asked, "God, why give me the boxes,
why the gold and black with the hole?"
"My child the gold is for you to count your blessings,
the black is for you to let go."

- Contributed by LMMyers