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Thursday, December 20, 2012

A Mother's Pain

A Mother's Pain

The lights are down low this night;
The tree sparkles beautifully.
I'm missing my child tonight;
She lives in eternity.
My child taken suddenly.
Has left me broken, shattered;
My tears have flowed unnumbered.
Nothing comforts - not a word.
Oh,  my God, how can this be;
I just hugged her this past week.
Each morning, I remember;
The torment has made me weak.
I will never be the same;
I feel robbed of my baby.
Please, give me grace -  lest I die;
But Lord, I can't help ask, why?
Susan Y Nikitenko
December 20th, 2012


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Angel On A Mission


 

Angel  On A Mission

I'm an angel on a mission from God;
I'm an angel on a mission of love.
I rejoice in the heavenly choir;
Sparkling white my heavenly attire.
I'm practicing for our grand appearance;
Which will be a historical occurrence.
All angels in line- are ready to go;
"Part the clouds! - Go have a glorious show!"
The skies are opening for all to see;
And we spring forth in God's perfect glory.
The clouds are glowing from sky to earth;
As we declare the Saviors holy birth.
Shepherds shield their eyes and quake to the ground;
Rays of light are circling all around.
"Fear not'  I cry, We bring you good tidings;"
In awe we sing upon our golden wings.
We sing, Glory to God in the highest;
The shepherds praise the Lord and feel so blest.
For the Savior was born this holy day;
They gather their sheep and go on their way.
We direct them to the star, radiant ;
And they go to find the new born infant.
Ringing bells and sheep bleating all the way;
They find the Savior on this Christmas day.
If I, an angel, were to speak to you;
With Gods heart of grace , in His love so true.
Of  the Son of God , come to the World;
Would you seek the Savior and make Him Lord?
Susan Y Nikitenko
December 20th, 2012



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Sunday, December 16, 2012

Oh Christmas, Beautiful Christmas


Oh Christmas, Beautiful, Christmas


Oh Christmas,
beautiful, Christmas;
A beacon of light for Jesus.
You have opened the doors to truth;
To give to the World the Good News.

The lights that sparkle in the night;
The shining star above the tree;
The evergreen with bulbs and bows;
Speaks of  the Christ, we love and know.

He started in a manger bed;
Mary smiled, as she kissed His head.
He grew in favor with God and men;
And He  lived His life without sin.

He worked miracles, some untold;
His sermons worth much more than gold.
His love saved the souls of multitudes;
Who gladly received the Good News.

Oh Christmas, beautiful, Christmas;
A beacon of light for Jesus.
A birthday for our precious Lord;
A symbol  of life to the World.

He started in a manger bed;
Mary smiled, as she kissed His head.
He grew, she knelt before the cross;
Her heart was filled with pain and loss.

They took His body, bloody, bruised;
and place Him in a rocky tomb.
in three days He rose anew;
He concurred death for me and you.

Oh Christmas, beautiful, Christmas;
A beacon of light for Jesus.
You have opened the doors to truth;
To give to the World the Good News.

Susan Y Nikitenko
December 16th, 2012
Christmas Song




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A Christmas Prayer


 

A Christmas Prayer

(for the hurting in Connecticut)
Lord Jesus,
It will be.......
a sad Christmas this year.
filled with sorrow............
and many, many tears.
Hurting families ..........
longing for their children.
May your love..........
reach out and comfort them.
Lord Jesus,
Let not fear..........
torment their heart and soul.
May your grace...........
heal  them and make them whole.
May your angels...........
collect the tears of grief.
And  our prayers........
restore much needed peace.
Impart your strength........
Your hope and tender care.
Because it will be.......
a sad Christmas this year.



Susan Y. Nikitenko
December 16th, 2012




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Saturday, December 15, 2012

Live Again



Live Again

 Mommy, I'm in heaven with Jesus;
He wanted me to tell you I'm okay.
It's happy here, and it's beautiful ;
I met more children here today.
Jesus was holding them in His arms;
He was welcoming them into heaven.
He  was wiping the tears from their eyes;
No one will ever hurt them again.
Mommy, I'm doing a special job;
I have a special delivery.
Jesus says he'll take good care of them;
He will love them just as He has loved me.
Mommy, be sure not to be angry;
Remember to love Jesus because-
One day I will see you again;
Because I know - you are so loved.
Mommy, don't let your heart stay troubled;
It is time to love other children.
Merry Christmas Mommy, I love you;
Live again, Mommy, live again.

Susan Y Nikitenko
December 15th, 2012



..........For Such Is The Kingdom Of Heaven

Mark 10:14


The Connecticut Tragedy



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Friday, December 14, 2012

The Star Of Christmas is Shining


The Star of Christmas Is Shining

The star of Christmas is shining;
It's shining for all to see.
Follow it's  light to the Savior;
Find Him, in faith bow the knee.
He's no longer in a manger;
Nor upon a cruel tree.
Death could not keep Him in a grave;
His love won eternally.
A Christmas wreath hangs from the cross;
A bow on the manger bed.
An evergreen tree is now standing;
Below the star up ahead.
In Jesus we live forever;
Our sins are all washed away.
God gave us a gift from heaven;
That astounding Christmas day.
The star of Christmas is shining;
From pages of love and truth.
The greatest gift ever given;
Was written in blood for you.
Susan Y Nikitenko
December 14th, 2012


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Monday, December 10, 2012

Come On Little Children


Come On Little Children


Come on little children, let's praise the name of Jesus;
Let's all wish Him a merry Christmas.
Sing halleluiah, giving Him all the glory;
As we honor the Christmas story.

He came to this earth as a little tiny baby;
He was born to the virgin, Mary.
She rocked Him and held Him with motherly affection;
He would one day bring us redemption.

She rejoiced within her heart , She held Emanuel;
This is why we sing, Noel, Noel.
For God so love the world that He gave His Son;
His only begotten precious Son.

Come on little children, let's praise the name Jesus;
Let's all wish Him a merry Christmas.
Sing halleluiah, giving Him all the glory;
As we honor the Christmas story.

Shepherds watched the flocks in the quietness of the night;
Angels appeared rejoicing in light.
Stunning angels and  glorious singing filled the air;
Announcing the birth of our Savior.

They gathered the sheep and went to find the promised child;
They found Him with Mary meek and mild.
They worshiped the new born King there on that Christmas day;
The child that would give His life away.

Mary cuddled the Savior, rejoicing, she kissed His tiny chin.
While many still came to worship Him.
Wise men traveled from the East, following a bright star;
Seeking the new born King, they came so far.

Joseph stood faithfully by His virgin bride aright;
He lived by faith and not by sight.
Joseph worshiped the Son He would raise as His own child;
When Jesus was born a miracle smiled.

The wise men came baring gifts, myrrh, frankincense and gold ;
For they sought the Savior to behold.
They honored Him, As King of all kings and Lord of lords;
Did they know He would die for the world?

Come on little children, let's praise the name of Jesus;
Let's all wish Him a merry Christmas.
Sing halleluiah, giving Him all the glory;
As we honor the Christmas story.

Susan Y Nikitenko
December 10th, 2012



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Thursday, December 6, 2012

Because Our God So Loved The World



Because Our God So Loved The World


Christmas angels all gathered together;
Awaiting the birth of the King.
They warmed up their heavenly voices
To make an appearance to sing.

The clouds opened up to a night sky;
The brightness of heaven broke forth.
Angels appeared  in glorious form;
To announce the messiah's birth.

They sang to the  shepherds on the hillside;
Who quaked in much fear to the ground.
The angel rejoiced and said, "fear not";
With harmonic, beautiful sound.

They sang glory to God in the highest;
Peace and good tidings to earth.
For that wondrous  night was the fulfillment;
Of our Savior's most holy birth.

Tears of joy filled the eyes of the shepherds;
They sang and rejoiced in the fields.
They gathered their sheep all together;
And followed the star on the hill.

They came to the city of David;
They led their dear sheep in the way.
They saw the star shining above;
And they found the Savior that day.

In a stable 'neath the glowing star;
They bowed the knee, and bowed their head.
For they found Him wrapped In swaddling clothes;
And lying in a manger bed.

Mary and Joseph welcomed them there;
As they praised and worshiped the King.
Then Mary magnified the Lord;
Her heart filled with joy and rejoicing.

For unto us was born that Christmas day:
A Savior, which was Christ the Lord.
A gift of love, God in the flesh;
Because our God so loved the world.

Susan Y Nikitenko

December 6th, 2012


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Monday, November 26, 2012

Little Baby Jesus- Christmas Poem


Little Baby Jesus

Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
You will do mighty things;
When you grow up some day.


You will preach and teach;
To a vast multitude.
You will cast out demons;
And feed ten thousands food.


You will love the loveless;
And set the captive free.
You will love the children;
That worship at your knee.


You will walk on water;
Turn water into wine.
Heal the lowly leapers;
and heal the deaf and blind.


 Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
You will do mighty things;
When you grow up some day.


You are a gift from God;
Redeemer of the world.
Little baby Jesus;
You are the Lord of lords.


You will provide the Way;
You will suffer our cross.
You will give salvation;
To a world that is lost.


You are the Son of God;
And sinless you will be.
Oh, holy lamb of God;
One day you'll die for me.


Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
You will do mighty things;
When you grow up some day.

One day you will arise;
From a lonely dark grave.
And you will comfort all;
Who trust in you to save.

One day you will set down;
On that heavenly shore.
At  the Fathers right side;
To rule for evermore.

Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
Precious baby Jesus;
We worship you today.


Song Or Poem For Manger Scene (Program)
Susan Y Nikitenko November 26th, 2012













 


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Thank-You.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Christmas Miracles




Christmas Miracles

White lace of winter;
Comes silently down.
Pine trees are decked with;
White all around.

Houses and fences;
Have wreaths and red bows.
Snowmen stand tall;
With coal eyes and a nose.

Pleasing the sweet sound;
The children at play.
Rolling and building;
In the snow all day.

Coa coa  and hot food;
Their mother prepared.
The house smells so good;
It's so pleasant there.

A blanket warming;
By the fireside.
The giggling children;
Cuddling side by side.

Christmas Eve, Joyful!
Fond memories made.
A home of comfort;
Christmas music played.

Evening has fallen;
The tree stands aglow.
Dancing to music;
A beautiful show.

By the fire side;
Their daddy tells them;
How Jesus was born;
And came to save them.

As they drift asleep;
He sings lovingly.
Of God's love for them;
Then sits silently.

The tree lights dancing;
A heart full of love;
A heart full of joy.
Blessings from above.

A loving family;
A quiver that's full.
The simple pleasures;
Christmas miracles.

"I love you daddy."
A voice could be heard.
Then he tucks them in;
Then nothing else stirs.



By: Susan Y Nikitenko
December 14th, 2011
Psalms 127:5
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them




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Saturday, December 10, 2011

A Christmas Gift From Heaven





A Christmas Gift From Heaven

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You are a Christmas Gift From heaven;
You are loves open door.
Those that receive and  believe will find;
Your  love forevermore.

 You are greater than our greatest enemy.
You are greater than all the great galaxies.
Yet your love still flows to a very small world;
And you've given of yourself, though you are Lord.

Your voice can be gentle in the morning light;
Or loud  like a storm on a thundering night.
Your goodness  like a river flows freely to all;
And your mercy like snowflakes on mankind falls.

More than wonderful are all your miracles;
And all your ways are musically lyrical.
Songs are written that praise and proclaim your name;
And all those that find you are never the same.   

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You are a Christmas gift from heaven;
A wondrous shining light.
That leads a lowly sinner in the way;
When all he knows is night.

You were the greatest gift ,born on Christmas day;
And the answer, for those seeking the only way.
Though stars light the sky with a beautiful  wave.
You are the beautiful  light, seeking to save.

A Christmas gift from heaven given long ago;
 A gift that keeps on giving from heavens flow.
A small package wrapped in human flesh divine;
You became salvation for all mankind.

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You are a Christmas gift from heaven;
The holy lamb of grace;
That holds the unloved and broken;
In your healing embrace.

No expression of love has ever been shown.
No mercy or goodness, so true,  ever known.
Than the day you came to earth and left your throne;
Born to die, one day for those undone if alone.

You are a Christmas miracle from heaven;
Without you we could never be forgiven.
Your hand is reaching out to all, while you call;
Your love is drifting down a gentle snowfall.

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You are the gift that's ever living;
A peace that fills the soul.
You are the only gift that ever;
Will fill the empty hole.

Though our sins be many and spots untold;
When one looks to you Lord, He will behold.
A life that's been washed much whiter than snow;
A forgiveness from heaven, just waiting to know.

A Christmas gift from heaven given long ago;
 A gift that keeps on giving from heavens flow.
A small package wrapped in human flesh divine;
You became salvation for all mankind.

By: Susan Nikitenko
December 10th, 2011




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Thursday, December 8, 2011

Joyful Day (Christmas Song)


Joyful Day

By: Susan Y Nikitenko
(Song)  December 8th, 2011

We just want to....
Wish you, a happy Christmas day.
We just want to....
Tell you Jesus, Happy Birthday.

Ringing bells.....
We proclaim  the news of your birth.
Ringing bells....
We tell others how you came to earth.

One and all....
Sing to  Him Christmas joyful songs.
One and all...
Lift your voices and sing along.


CHORUS; 2X

We wish you a happy birthday;
Jesus our Redeemer and King.
We wish you a happy birthday;
With Christmas love and joy we sing.


Joyful day....oh, joyful, joyful day;
Gods dear Son, Gods promise  was born.
Joyful day.....oh , joyful, joyful day;
Was that wonder filled Christmas morn.


A star shined.......
And lead to the place of your birth.
Angels sang.....
And pronounced your coming to earth.

We just want to...
Wish you, a happy Christmas day.
We just want to....
Tell you Jesus, Happy Birthday.

Our Savior....
Oh you were born on Christmas day.
Our Savior...
We wish you a happy birthday.


CHORUS; 2X

We wish you a happy birthday;
Jesus our redeemer and King.
We wish you a happy birthday;
With Christmas love and joy We sing.


Joyful day....oh, joyful, joyful day;
Gods dear Son, Gods promise  was born.
Joyful day.....oh , joyful, joyful day;
Was that wonder filled Christmas morn.


We just want to...
Wish you, a happy Christmas day.
We just want to....
Tell you Jesus, Happy Birthday.

Our Savior....
Oh you were born on Christmas day.
Our Savior...
We wish you a happy birthday.





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Sunday, December 4, 2011

Jesus Was Born On Christmas Day ~ children's poem



Jesus Was Born On Christmas Day


Children's Poem

Jesus was born on Christmas day;
He would grow up;
To die and wash our sins away.

Jesus was born on Christmas day;
The guiding light;
He's the Truth, the Life, the Way.

Jesus was born on Christmas day:
Hope of heaven;
He would provide the only way.

Jesus was born on Christmas day;
The living Word;
Mary gently kissed, gently swayed.

Jesus was born on Christmas day;
Wonderful day:
He was our God upon the hay.




Susan Y Nikitenko

December 4th 2011



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