Sweet Dreams- - By: S. Y. Nikitenko

Sweet Dreams

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

2009 - Updated 2019

A little child reaches up;

For his mothers hold.

She puts him in her lap;

Her arms around him fold.

Comforted, “I love you, mommy.”

She says, “I love you too.”

“Now it’s time for beddie bye.”

“You know what you must do.”

He kneels beside his little bed.

“Mommy, you come down too.”

He folds His little hands;

He Prays until He’s through.

He climbs into His bed.

She tucks Him in real tight.

“Sweet Dreams, my little man.”

Then kisses him good night.

In peace now, from her love;

He drifts sweetly to sleep.

Mama humbly bows her knees;

And silently she weeps.

“Lord, I ask you bless my boy;

To grow, and be like you.”

“Give me, the grace to teach him,”

“How to live and love you too.”

“Spread angel’s wings about him.”

“Protect him from this world.”

“Keep him in your perfect plan;

Living by your Holy Sword.” (Bible)

Are you like a child in need?

Is Jesus Christ your Lord?

Do you need deliverance;

From the trappings of this world?

Is it hard for you to sleep?

Does your heart long for relief?

Father God will comfort you;

And bless with perfect peace.

Just as mother, swaddles child;

The Father (God) holds us tight.

He guides us through the shadows;

And protects us in the night.

He sends His angels near;

To catch our every tear.

And when we need a sense of love;

We sense His presence there.

“I love you, Lord.” You’ll say.

“I love you too.” You’ll hear.

Then in rest, you'll drift in sleep;

Your soul quiet, from all fear.

“Sweet dreams, my child, sweet dreams;”

“Rest now in my loving you.”

“I am your Father, you are my child;

"I will never- ever leave you;.”

Isaiah 26:3

Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace,

whose mind is stayed on thee:

because he trusteth in thee.

Lord, help me to trust you more each day.

Lord, help me to love you more I pray.

Lord, lead me, to walk in your holy way.

Lord, strengthen my faith, help me not stray.

Lord, hide me behind the cross today.

Susan Nikitenko

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Don't You Hear Him Calling?-By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Don't You Hear Him Calling?

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

August 25th, 2011

God knows all your failures;

He witnessed all your sin.

But yet He still calls you;

To repent and come to Him.

His hand is reaching now;

Oh, won't you take His hand?

Jesus is the answer;

From sins destructive sands.

He's a merciful God;

Filled with love, life and peace.

For all those that love Him;

His blessings will not cease.

Will you trust in the Lord?

Will you turn from this world?

Give your life to Jesus;

You're so loved and adored.

Don't you hear Him calling?

Come to me! Come to me!

Oh, don't you know He loves you?

He longs to make you free.

He wants to heal your spirit;

That's been broken, my friend.

He will surely forgive;

Every sin you have sinned.

He'll cast it far away;

In the deepest deep sea.

Oh, don't you know He cares;

and loves you graciously?

God knows all your failures;

He witnessed all your sin.

But yet He still calls you;

To repent and come to Him.

His hand is reaching now;

His voice is calling, come!

Forgiveness is offered;

Through Jesus Christ, God's Son.

He wants to heal your spirit;

That's been broken, my friend.

He will surely forgive;

Every sin you have sinned.

Don't you hear Him calling?

Come to me! Come to me!

Oh, don't you know He loves you?

He longs to make you free.

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While I Sing Here In My Swing

While I Sing Here In My Swing

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

August 21st, 2011

O Lord you see the stars on high;

You decorated the night time sky.

With shining lights that sing a tune;

And then you finished it with the moon.

Sitting in my swing this night;

I enjoy these evening sights.

The sounds and smells of restful winds;

And the peace I feel within.

You see the creatures here below;

There's nothing Lord, that you don't know.

Yet, still you reach with love and care;

And save the lost and hear our prayer.

A tear falls down my cheek tonight;

Because your love has given light.

To a dark world that could not see

And that dear Lord, included me.

My heart is full of praise , Oh King;

Your comforts like a lullaby.

Like the crickets soothing cry;

Your love brings peace and satisfies.

My heart is full and blest tonight;

For you have given life and sight.

Exuberant, my soul is worshiping;

While I sing here in my swing.

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You Are More Than Amazing

You Are More Than Amazing

I have heard it sung again and again;

Just how truly amazing you are.

And it is so true, it's all about you;

Oh, beautiful, glorious day star.

You arise in the heart of believers;

You reflect through the lives of your own.

And your Word has power to change even....

The vilest of men, warped with a heart of stone.

Chorus:

You are more, more than amazing Lord.

You are more, more than worth praising, Lord.

Holy and Just , You loved men, made from dust;

And gave your life to save a sinful world. ...2X through

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You are more than amazing, oh Lord;

You are much more than wonderful.

Your glory is more than glorious, Lord;

While your love is above bountiful.

No words could ever describe your greatness;

No song sung could ever explain your love.

No wonder on earth shows your full glory;

Nor all the goodness you consist of.

Chorus:

You are more, more than amazing Lord.

You are more, more than worth praising, Lord.

Holy and Just , You loved men made from dust;

And gave your life to save a sinful world. ...2X through

(Song) By: Susan Y Nikitenko

August 21st, 2011

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Oh Beautiful Heaven, I'm Waiting - By: S Nikitenko

Treasure Box ~ Heaven

Oh Beautiful Heaven I’m Waiting

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

2009 Revised August 16th, 2011

Beautiful heaven waiting for me;

Oh home, prepared by my Jesus.

He awaits that great day, with much love ;

This sinful body to free us.

No more lame legs, deaf ears or blind eyes,

No war injured men or women.

All sickness, handicap, pain, disease;

We’ll find none, no, not in heaven.

No more memory of past mistakes;

Happiness, forever lasting.

Such perfect praising, on Him gazing;

Humbly bowing, crowns forth casting.

Hallelujahs, anthems, songs we’ll raise;

Poetry of praise we’ll recite.

To magnify our Awesome Lord;

All day long, but there’s no more night.

All the days or nights of suffering ;

That bring discouragement and grief,

Within our Saviors comforting arms;

We’ll find great peace, and such relief.

All the Memories of this painful world;

Will not be remembered anymore.

When we go to live with our Jesus;

In our new home forevermore.

Yes, there may be pain and hurting here;

But Remember, there's a better day.

When Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;

Will gently wipe all tears away

Oh Beautiful heaven, I’m waiting;

While I serve our God faithfully,

And praising each day our Jesus;

God’s sweet Son, Who died for me.

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It Was Love, True Love

It Was Love, True Love

Why does The rainbow;

rejoice after a rain?

Why does the bluebird ;

sing a cheerful refrain?

Gifts from our Father;

In heaven above.

All beautiful ways;

To show man His love.

Why do the eagles;

Fly high in the sky?

Above the great storm;

With courage they fly.

Gifts from our Father;

Who calms all our fears.

All wonderful ways;

To show man He cares.

Why do the mountains;

Speak peace to the soul?

Why does the ocean;

Waves continually roll?

Gifts from our Father;

They constantly shine.

All given in love;

To all of mankind.

But greater than these;

The gift of great love.

When God gave His Son;

His perfect white dove.

Why did Jesus give;

His life for the lost?

Why was He willing;

To suffer the cost?

It was love, true love;

Provided that day.

God's marvelous love;

Provided the way.

God gave up His Son;

To die in despair.

The ultimate gift;

Our God did not spare.

It was love, true love;

A gift with a seal.

That came from heaven;

Amazing and real.

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

August 15th 2011

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Run, Run, Run to the Lord - S Nikitenko

Run, Run, Run to the Lord

(Song) By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Lost in the darkness of night;

Tired of the toil and fight.

Walking along in self’s night;

Longing for a life that is right.

I’ve traveled this world all alone;

Self destruction my stepping stone.

I want something different and new.

Today I’m trusting, today I’m trusting,

today I’m trusting in you.

Run, run, run to the Lord.

Turn, turn, turn from the world.

I've, raised, raised up my voice.

Today- I make Jesus my choice.

Sing, sing, sing out His praise

Walk, walk, walk in His ways.

Today I'm saved, I'm saved from my shame.

Washed now I’m never, washed now I’m never,

Washed now I’m never the same.

A Song About A Repentant Soul 

                                         Who Has Been Searching For A Very long Time.

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His Mercy Is Calling

His Mercy Is Calling

God is a faithful God;

His love never ends.

God is a faithful God;

His mercy extends.

Patient and kind is He;

His Word stands so true.

He's constant to help us;

His grace always new.

His awesome creation;

continually glows.

That like a new morning;

His faithfulness shows.

As the new moon rises;

And the sun rays beam.

We know that His mercy;

Gives love and redeems.

As the waves crash forward;

From the sea to land.

We know that His mercy;

Has reached for our hand.

Come to me He bacons;

To the soul that cries.

His mercy is calling;

With love in His eyes.

Turn now to the Savoir;

Today is the day.

His mercy provides you;

Deliverance today.

By: Susan y Nikitenko

August 7th, 2011

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