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Showing posts with label comfort of Jesus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comfort of Jesus. Show all posts

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Hello Jesus, It's Good To Be Here

 

 

Hello Jesus, It's So Good To Be Here

By: Susan Y Nikitenko
October15th, 2011


Hello Jesus, It's so good to be here holding your hand of grace;
Comfort fills my heart as you wipe tears from my tear filled face.

Hello Jesus, Thank-you for your salvation given to me;
Thank-you for your love and merciful liberty.

You suffered, you died, you laid down your life to be crucified;
And now my soul will live here forever in you glorified.

Oh, praise you, Oh, praise you; my Jesus for your unchanging love;
And thank-you for embracing my soul on the wings of your dove.

Good -bye world I have a new home. That's been prepared for me;
I'm o-kay now. I'm with my best friend, who has loved me unconditionally.








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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Lord, There Is No One Like You


Treasure Box  ~ Gods Provision




Lord, There Is No One Like You
Song By: Susan Y Nikitenko    September 10th, 2011

Oh, Lord you know......
Ev'ry  thought of our inner part.
And you know all.......
the secrets hidden in our hearts.

You know and see........
But yet you love faithfully.
Still you whisper.........
Come dear child, come now to me.
Chorus:
Like a river......
Your love flows without end.
Like a fountain.....
Your healing  gives life again.
Like a morning......
Your mercies drop down like dew.
You're  our best friend.......
Lord, there is no one like you.
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Yes, You understand.........
When our heart's been torn in two.
And know if we........
Want to love and live for you.
All knowing God........
You see the storm that rocks our world.
You see our tears.......
Your comfort  gives grace,  Oh Lord.

Chorus:
Like a river......
Your love flows without end.
Like a fountain.....
Your healing  gives life again.
Like a morning......
Your mercies drop down like dew.
You're  our best friend.......
Lord, there is no one like you.





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Saturday, September 3, 2011

Sometimes - By: S Nikitenko

Treasure Box ~ Trusting God Through Hardship


Sometimes

Sometimes joy’s river ceases to flow.
Sometimes dark clouds, loom down long and low.
Sometimes great storms, hold back the sun.
Sometimes you just want to hide or run.

Look onward to our heavenly home.
Remember His promise, you’re not alone.
Fly like a bird, on the winds of His grace.
Find sweet assurance in His embrace.

Sometimes life’s pains are hard to bare.
Sometimes our heart, groans deep in despair.
Sometimes shadows of death pass by.
Sometimes alone, we cry out, Why?

Take the hand of God’s merciful love;
Who calms the sea and sent His Dove.
The God of all that lives and breaths;
Who made the rocks, the winds, the seas,

Will lead you through your darkest night,
Will help you through the terrible fight.
He’ll hold you up and you will stand.
He’ll lead you through, hold tight His hand.

And as the rains and storm winds blow;
The peace of God will ease pains flow.
Hold fast to faith, the shield of power;
And know your God wants you to flower.

Sometimes, the greatest fruitful child;
Has suffered through the greatest test.
And though the pain takes time to heal;
Remember Child, God’s love is real.

All night will shine like a new day;
When storm clouds lift and drift away.
Through parting clouds light will appear;
Our God will ease our ev'ry fear.

His loving touch will brush our tears;
And heal all pain, from worldly years.
Forevermore sweet smiles will shine;
And all our cares be left behind.


                                                         By: Susan Y Nikitenko  2009






The Butterfly
A man found a cocoon for a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through the little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and could go no farther. Then the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and snipped the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.
Something was strange. The butterfly had a swollen body and shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.
Neither happened. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and deformed wings. It was never able to fly.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand, was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the small opening of the cocoon are God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life.
If God allowed us to go through all our life without any obstacles, that would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.
Not only that, we could never fly.
Unknown Author


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Friday, September 2, 2011

Victory Victory



Victory, Victory 


(Song)  By: Susan Nikitenko  2009©



Victory, Victory We Shall Cry;

Upon that glorious day.

All fighting inward, outward gone;

Sins world, at last, Will fade.



No need for sword, no need for bow;

No tears again will flow.

No need for shelter from the blasts;

For peace is all we’ll know.



No foe will hurt, will kill, ill steal.

No child left 'lone to die

No begging bread upon the streets;

No mother's desperate cry.



(Chorus)



Thank-you precious Jesus;

For giving all you gave.

The shedding of your perfect blood;

In love, you came to save.



Thank-you precious Jesus;

For all, you’ve done and do.

One day we’ll cry out victory;

And cast our crowns to you.


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The pain of death will cease to be;

The chains of bondage free.

Always with our loving Lord;

We’ll sing there happily.



Oh, what day when war shall cease;

Sweet Jesus ends all strife.

Painful memories of this world;

Will end of our past life.



Victory, Victory, we shall cry;

In praises to our King.

For on the day, time flies away;

He ends all suffering.



In that bright and shining city;

Where angel's praises ring.

We shall adore Him evermore;

In rest beneath His wing.


(Chorus)


Thank-you precious Jesus;

For giving all you gave.

The shedding of your perfect blood;

In love, you came to save.



Thank-you precious Jesus;

For all, you’ve done and do.

One day we’ll cry out victory;

And cast our crowns to you.




Jesus already Has won the victory over the curse of sin, through His death and resurrection, however, we will not experience the full reality of that victory until we have our sinless bodies in a sinless heaven.  Then is when praise will be perfected as well.  We are always struggling with our flesh here, but that day,  the struggle will be over.  Praise God!









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