After Hurricane Hermine

My power's restored!
God's praises will roll,
for He is my Shepherd,
restoring my soul!

Restored AC power's
a mighty fine thing,
but restored souls
are a reason to sing!

Psalmist's Poem

In Your presence is fullness of joy.
At Your right hand- pleasures forever.
May Your Spirit come now to deploy
Your love in our every endeavor.

For You're righteous in all Your ways,
and so kind with Your every deed.
Each passing day, You always amaze,
so what more on earth could we need?

Lord, You are our sun and our shield.
As You send down Your glory and grace,
may Your love, peace and joy be revealed,
as we humbly come seeking Your Face.

One Day

One day, my heart will be so free.
I'll fly away and then be at rest,
to live with my Father eternally-
in that land where all is blessed.

To see the parents I called grand,
to live in my happy, eternal home,
to walk and hold my Savior's hand,
without the desires to run or roam.

We'll walk along the heavenly coast
and if the pavement be sand or gold,
we'll talk about what matters most-
the glory of God, we'll all behold.

Yes, things that matter to me now
are not as important as they seem.
What matters is that I should bow
to seek the things as yet unseen.

One day I'll finally see His Face
and meet the One who set me free.
What exists in this earthly place
can't be compared to what will be.

Wholly

Oh to be holy!
I've tried to be,
but still how I have failed..
Now I want to be
wholly Yours,
that Your Glory be unveiled.

To live for You,
not for myself,
is my heart's aim and quest.
Oh that by
Your love and grace,
I'll find such a place of rest.

How can You forgive?

How can You forgive me,
when I can't forgive myself?
For a sinner such as I should
be put back on the shelf.

Or better yet be cast aside
for my rebellious way.
Yet still I plead for mercy,
please pardon me I pray.

Though I am not deserving,
God, cleanse me of my sin..
Renew me by Your Spirit
and heal me once again.

Matters of Grace

So gentle, so kind, so loving, so real
is the grace of our God I often conceal.
Just why I conceal it's a mystery to me,
when I should allow His grace to run free.

Perhaps it's selfishness or perhaps pride
or maybe some fear that I harbor inside?
Whatever the case, I want that to change,
sharing His grace, no matter how strange.

O' Lord, help me grow in matters of grace,
drawing closer to You in this sacred space.
Give me the courage to share love with all.
Jesus be Lord over things great and small.

Let all the world

Let all the world be nothing,
with its vanities and strife,
our hearts not be too trusting
in this mortal, earthly life.

Let the pleasures of mankind
be held in great disdain,
for we should not seek to find
some solace in its gain.

But let our eyes be focused
on Christ, the King of Kings.
Let all the world be nothing,
and let God be all things.

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Based on a quote..

Let all the world be nothing, and let God be all things.

Samuel Rutherford,
Letters from prison