When it’s all over
And all said and done
Was it for you that you did it
Or God’s only begotten Son
Did you lay your treasures down here below
Or store them in heaven as you were told
For where your treasure is
There will your heart be also
We were bought by His blood
For He paid the price
He hung on that cross as our sacrifice
The pain He endured
Was more than anyone could bare
For the sins of the world
Were upon Him as He hung there
His crown was of thorns
His blood was shed
When He said, “It is finished”
And bowed His head
Not a bone was broken
So they pierced His side
That the scripture would be fulfilled
The day Jesus died
So when it was all over
And all said and done
It was for us that he did it
GOD’S ONLY BEGOTTEN SON
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Showing posts with label Blood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blood. Show all posts
Monday, June 8, 2009
In The Silence I Hear You Speak
In the silence I hear you speak
Manna from Heaven
That tastes so sweet
With a still small voice
You commune with me
It is of your Word, that I do eat
It is of You, that I do drink
The words You speak
They are Spirit
And they are life unto me
I think about the twelve that day
When You ask them
Will ye also go away
Peter, answered, “You Lord..
To whom shall we go
Thou hast the Words of eternal life
And we believe and are sure
That Thou art that Christ
Lord, You’re ever before me
My heart belongs to Thee
And I will eat of Your flesh
And drink Your blood indeed
It’s manna from heaven
That tastes so sweet
in The Silence, I Hear You Speak!
St. John 6:22-71
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Manna from Heaven
That tastes so sweet
With a still small voice
You commune with me
It is of your Word, that I do eat
It is of You, that I do drink
The words You speak
They are Spirit
And they are life unto me
I think about the twelve that day
When You ask them
Will ye also go away
Peter, answered, “You Lord..
To whom shall we go
Thou hast the Words of eternal life
And we believe and are sure
That Thou art that Christ
Lord, You’re ever before me
My heart belongs to Thee
And I will eat of Your flesh
And drink Your blood indeed
It’s manna from heaven
That tastes so sweet
in The Silence, I Hear You Speak!
St. John 6:22-71
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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