Sometimes I try to tell what Jesus means to me And I find myself searching for words to say what I mean Well I never can quite describe how good it means to me For I know whatever I need thats just what He is He is my Rock and my Deliverer He is my Strength, my God and my King He is my Shelter in ti...

They all walked away, with nothing to say, They'd just lost their dearest friend. All that He said, now He was dead, So this was the way it would end. The dreams they had dreamed were not what they'd seemed, Now that He was dead and gone. The garden, the jail, the hammer, the nail, How could a night...

He can turn the tides and calm the angry sea He alone decides who writes a symphony He lights evry star that makes the darkness bright He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night He still finds the time to hear a childs first prayer Saint or sinner calls and always finds him there Though i...

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Lord, you see the puzzle not the piece You see the forest not the trees You know what's best for me Lord, you have bottled my tears You see my questions & my fears And the way it has to be. I know that there are others more deserving than I. I know that i'm not worthy but You listen when I cry. ...

I don't know exactly what you are looking for, but we did a Easter skit with "The Conversation" by the Paynes. We had someone dressed like Death & Satan in front of a white curtain. Then, when the song comes to He has risen - Jesus came through the curtain and took Death & Satan by...

I'm just a little flower here I'm blooming by this rock. Sometimeds it feels so lonely in this isolated spot. But living in the valley where He's placed me here to grow. I try to do my best for Him, He sees me now I know. Yes, God is in the shadows, in the valley here below, He sees one tiny flower ...

Jesus told His disciples of things to come HE would be persecuted, beathen & mocked. The Son of Man would die on the cross. But He wouldn't stay dead, and He won't stay gone. He didn't stay dead, and He won't stay gone, Jesus is coming to take us home. By His blood He has bought me, & His wo...

There's a city over under not made with human hands. A place where no heartaches will ever trouble man. All the poest & great authors can not barely describe All the beauty that's waiting inside. Oh what a city, what a land On the hills of Zion, I know I'll stand No more crying, No more dying, N...

Not sure if this is what you are looking for. I have sung this song many times, and it always brings tears to my eyes..... HE GREW THE TREE I HE MOLDED AND BUILT A SMALL LONELY HILL THAT HE KNEW WOULD BE CALLED CALVARY. THEN HE MADE THE SEED THAT WOULD GROW TO BE THORNS THAT WOULD MAKE HIS SON BLEED...