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Thanks for posting my post here and please pray for my friend Bill White.


926 posted on 12/26/2006 4:22:47 AM PST by alienken (Bumper sticker idea- We have God in heaven & a Texan in the whitehouse,LIFE IS GOOD!!)
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Psa 42:7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Psa 42:8 Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
Psa 42:9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
Psa 42:10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
Psa 42:11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
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Psa 43:3 O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles.
Psa 43:4 Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God.
Psa 43:5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
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Oh Heavenly Father,
I thank you for another day in which to witness your Faithfulness.
Lord we are mindful of the trials of so many of your precious people.
We know that when we are tried, then we are the most shut in with you. We face you. We behold your mercy, and your quiet peace that is strong beyond our understanding.
You give us the small things of each day to occupy us and mark the time between Grace and Grace.
You are the Faithful One.
Though trials should overwhelm us, you give us a sense of your Presence and a song in the night in our hearts.
We shall yet praise you.
The end of all things is praise to our God who takes us from Strength to Strength.
Calm our anxious thoughts within us with reminders of your Steadfast love.

Psa 94:18 When I felt my feet slipping, you came with your love and kept me steady.
Psa 94:19 And when I was burdened with worries, you comforted me and made me feel secure.
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Joh 17:20 "I do not ask for these only, but also for those who will believe in me through their word,
Joh 17:21 that they may all be one, just as you, Father, are in me, and I in you, that they also may be in us, so that the world may believe that you have sent me.
Joh 17:22 The glory that you have given me I have given to them, that they may be one even as we are one,
Joh 17:23 I in them and you in me, that they may become perfectly one, so that the world may know that you sent me and loved them even as you loved me.

Father, commend your Love to us, and comfort our Brothers and Sisters who are being tried.
I thank you for the Love of God which is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Spirit.
We wait for your deliverance, for it surely comes.
I ask all these things in the Name of Him who loved us.

Rom 8:37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/c/hcaikeep.htm

My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet though far off hymn
That hails a new creation:
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul—
How can I keep from singing?

What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth;
What though the darkness gather round!
Songs in the night He giveth:
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that refuge clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of Heav’n and earth,
How can I keep from singing?

I lift mine eyes; the cloud grows thin;
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smoothes
Since first I learned to love it:
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing:
All things are mine since I am His—
How can I keep from singing?


927 posted on 12/26/2006 5:27:24 AM PST by bperiwinkle7 ( In the beginning was the WORD,,,,,,,,,,,,,,)
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