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Saturday, March 21, 2020

Jesus Is Our Stay (Song)


This audio is just to show you this song can be sung.





2 Samual 22:19
They prevented me in the day of my calamity: but the LORD was my stay.

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Wednesday, March 6, 2019

I'm Just Sending My Love






I'm Just Sending My Love

He said, "Be glad, please don't be sad. "
He was our son, our little boy.
He is laughing, he is leaping.
He is rejoicing, with great joy.

He ran to the arms of Jesus.
He is ecstatic there to see;
All the things that He has heard of:
They're more amazing than he dreamed.

Heaven greeted him with a smile;
No more pain and no more sorrow.
He doesn't have to worry now.
What's going to happen tomorrow.

Instead of fret, there is praising.
Instead of grief, there is much peace.
Instead of tears, there is singing.
As he stands by the crystal sea.

He just wants to be with Jesus:
The angels are taking last place.
He's sitting right there by his side.
With shining light upon his face.

One day I will see  you again;
In heaven's great land in the sky.
I  don't have to cry anymore;
Because good-bye is not good-bye.

One day I will see  you again;
In heavenly places above.
My precious son, my precious son.
Right now,  I'm just sending my love.

Susan Y Nikitenko
Thinking of You
March 6th, 2019

Revelations 4:6 And before the throne there was a sea of glass like unto crystal: and in the midst of the throne, and round about the throne,
Revelations 22:1 And he shewed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God and of the Lamb.



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Friday, May 2, 2014

His Love Is Always Enough


This is a song about a time in our lives when we feel really sad and upset with the world and how things are in the world. Sometimes it can be in our family or it can be just how the world's going or just a terrible terrible thing that has happened. I just pray that this song will help you keep your eyes on Jesus even though there's so much in life we could be looking at that could bring our hearts completely down. I just pray that you'll find the ability to look up to our Lord in your sorrows.  

His Love Is Always Enough

If you're feeling kind of sad;
And this  world just makes you mad.
Feeling kind of abandoned;
And not loved by anyone.

Just keep going don't give in;
To the anger, please don't sin.
God wants you to love and live;
And look to him to forgive.

Though grief and sorrow run deep:
When all you can do is weep.
Look to our father above;
His love is always enough.

When trouble and violence grow;
And the angry storm winds blow.
The hope of heaven still lives;
When  you know you're one of His.

Though tears will fall in the night;
Tired of fighting the fight.
The Lord will carry you through.
In grace He will strengthen you.

Though grief and sorrow run deep:
When all you can do is weep.
Look to our father above;
His love is always enough.

 Psalms 30:5 
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

May 2nd 2014
Susan Nikitenko
(Song)

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Saturday, November 9, 2013

There Is A Place


There Is A Place

There is a place that's wonderful;
Too wonderful to tell.
A place that is so glorious;
Where angels live and dwell.

Where happiness forever reigns;
No death forevermore.
Where Rubies, diamonds, precious stones;
Could decorate the floor.

There is no darkness in the sky;
No tears will fill the eye.
The songs will be sung joyfully;
No one will want to cry.

Amazing things will happen there;
Every single day.
No tongue will ever crush a soul[
Nor steal their life away.

No child will ever hunger there;
No pain will take control.
The crippled there will walk again;
Each broken heart made whole.

A golden street will lead the way;
To homes He has prepared.
Forever we will worship him;
Praise Him because He cares.

In heaven we will see His scars;
And fully comprehend.
The magnitude of what He did;
When He died for our sin.

His precious blood was shed for us;
His hands nailed to the cross.
His temples wounded with great thorns;
 His mother suffered loss .

His feet were pounded with the nail;
His mouth was torn and dry.
But yet with a heart of real love;
"Father forgive them!", was His cry.

In heaven we will see His scars;
And fully understand.
Like we've never understood before;
When we behold those hands.

We will love like we've never loved;
His joy will fill each word.
And when we look upon His face;
True worship will be heard.

In heaven we will see His scars;
And fully comprehend.
exactly what He did for us;
And what it did to Him.

Susan Y Nikitenko
February 9th, 2012




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Monday, March 19, 2012

If I Could







If I Could


If I could take away your pain and your sorrow;
I would.
If I could bring you joy for all you tomorrows;
I would.
If I could walk with you along your hard road;
I would.
If I could be there to help carry your load;
I would.
If I could embrace you for a moment or two;
I would.
If I could be there to love and comfort you;
I would.
If I could speak words that soothed your sadness;
I would.
If somehow I could fill your world with gladness;
I would.
Though my circumstances limit me from expressing my care.
My heart is constantly lifting you in fervent prayer.
I love you. You mean the world to me.
Susan Y Nikitenko
March 19th, 2012


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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

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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Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Jesus Is My Miracle


Jesus Is My Miracle


By: Susan Y Nikitenko
July 24th, 2011

Jesus Is my miracle;
The keeper of my heart.
He is the reason that I live;
He gave me - a brand new start.

Jesus is my miracle;
The star that shines inside.
He is the place I find comfort;
He's the place where I hide.

Jesus is my miracle;
I look to Him each day.
He holds my future in His hands;
He wipes my tears away.

Chorus:
Jesus is our miracle;
The miracle of light.
All that put their trust in Him;
They find eternal life.

A miracle, A miracle;
Sent from heaven above.
Redeemer, The Light of the world;
God's miracle of love.
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My miracle is Jesus;
His love is ever true.
He'll never ever leave me;
He helps His children through.

Through the storms of life and death;
Through struggle and through pain;
Through life's uncertain obstacles;
His love and help remain.

Jesus is my miracle;
The Savior of my soul.
I lift my voice with praises;
For He has made me whole.

Chorus:
Jesus is our miracle;
The miracle of light.
All that put their trust in Him;
They find eternal life.

A miracle, A miracle;
Sent from heaven above.
Redeemer, The Light of the world;
God's miracle of love.




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Sunday, April 17, 2011

When I See The Blue In The Sky - By:Susan Y Nikitenko




When I See The Blue In The Sky

By:Susan Y Nikitenko
2011

I think of your Amazing Grace;
When looking up- at your blue sky.
I know your love is looking down;
Even when, I'm questioning why.

You are merciful, you are kind;
You hear the weeping, hear the sigh.
And all along there's still a song;
Even through the tears I cry.

You see the picture plain as day;
Like a painted sunset a flow.
You've allowed this struggling;
You're desire is that I will grow.

Knowing you are merciful;
Knowing you are the All in All;
I see your mercy in the blue;
Looking up, I feel so small.

Do we deserve your great mercy?
Do we deserve your flawless love?
Did we deserve your perfect blood;
Or a promised home up above?

This sinful world, I see it's lies;
It fills my heart with inner cries.
I long to see your perfect face;
The one who died and gave me grace.

A perfect body with no pain;
A perfect place, no tears remain;
A perfect Savior, wipes them away;
A perfect home, a perfect day.

With perfect singing everywhere;
And perfect music in the air;
Perfect angels with perfect praise;
Perfect beauty and sun filled rays.

The blue heavens will open wide;
We will see you, walk by your side.
Hear you talk, while our hearts raise;
Our mouths break forth in instant praise.

We do not deserve your mercy.
We do not deserve your flawless love.
We did not deserve your perfect blood;
Nor a promised home up above.

When I see the blue in the sky:
I think of your Amazing Grace.
For I know heaven is my home;
And that you are my hiding place.



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