NEVER STOP PRAYING!
The Rock Of Ages
“Other foundation can no man lay than that is laid, which is Jesus Christ.” 1 Cor. 3:11
I sometimes tremble so faint of heart,
Though on the solid Rock I stand;
And while the tempest rages wild around me,
I’m held secure in the Father’s hand.
Though on the Rock, I sometimes tremble,
As the storm clouds of life are all I can see,
He says, “Hold fast to the Rock of Ages…”
And He NEVER trembles under me!
He’s always with me,
Come rain, or shine;
In the cleft of the rock,
He comforts me.
He covers me there,
With His mighty hand,
And reminds me,
I’ve been set free!
Though I shudder and shake,
And shiver from fear…
I’m held in the palm of His hand.
I’m ever secure, when within HIS grasp…
As on the Rock of Ages, I stand!
PRAISE TO THE CREATOR!
PRAISE TO THE CREATOR!
The grass so green,
The sky so blue,
The birds on wing,
All speak of YOU!
The soft blowing breeze,
The choir of birds,
Each sings their praise
Without any words!
But YOU of Lord,
Know the language of bees…
Of birds on the air,
And rustling leaves;
Of water that laps,
And waves that roar;
Of crabs that crawl
On the sandy shore…
Of butterflies that
Seemingly don’t make a sound…
Of tiny insects that crawl on the ground;
YOU know the language
Of trees and flowers
That dance on the breeze
In the moonlit hours.
Of sunlight that shines
On the rivers and seas,
The rippling water on the lakes
From the breeze.
Earth sings her song
To the Father above
Who created them all
In His infinite love!