Friday, July 22, 2005

the song is hers

(words borrowed from many great female hymn writers throughout history)
open my eyes, that I may see glimpses of truth thou hast for me
whispers in the walls, our soft voices massage and sooth
to god be the glory—great things he has done
wrap the wounded and pull them to us
jesus loves me! this I know, for the bible tells me so
love words heal
savior, like a shepherd lead us, much we need thy tender care
our poem songs to dance through time
more love to thee, o christ, more love to thee
passionate devotion to our jesus
nearer, my god, to thee, nearer to thee
real, thick, true love
‘ tis so sweet to trust in jesus, just to take him at his word
melodies hummed during daily life
grace, grace, god’s grace, grace that is greater than all our sin
songs that tell our sweet stories
mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord
nameless voices still singing
just as I am, without one plea, but that thy blood was shed for me
bowing our heads to the father
i need thee ev’ry hour, most gracious lord, no tender voice like thine, can peace afford
raising our words to embrace him
blessed assurance, jesus is mine
her song words welcomed in his church
i am thine, o lord, I have heard thy voice
poems of her god affections
take my life and let it be, consecrated, lord, to thee
her fingerprints found only on eternity
i love to tell the story! ‘twill be my theme in glory—to tell the sweet, sweet story of jesus and his love


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