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Oh, sing of the mercies of Christ, our King – Rejoice evermore – let His praises ring; Our Lord is gracious, merciful, and true… To His precious Name, all glory is due. Sing of His Mercies. All power is given unto Him, friend, And His mighty kingdom is without end; He is Ruler of all heaven and earth… And He holds the key to spiritual birth. Sing of His Mercies. Oh, sing from your heart, ye congregations, He is faithful to all generations; Sing and make melody unto the Lord… And live according to His Holy Word. Sing of His...

Life is like a song Waiting to be sung. Will it be played softly Or like the beating of a drum? The lyrics are being Recorded each and every day In all that we do And in all that we say. If we choose to follow God and Abstain from the devil and his ways Our song will have a beautiful melody One of purity and praise. Now go ahead and write your glorious Song as you live for Christ each day For great will be your reward and In heaven you’ll forever stay.

Although outward beauty may be seen all painted on with a brush so fair its shallowness can be revealed in our actions unaware, But inner beauty is much more rare and it comes from God above It is shown in how we act and how we show His love. Like an oyster in the ocean its outer shell so plain and dull but when you look inside of it theres a pearl so beautiful. I hope to be like the oyster when you look inside you’ll see a heart so warm and beautiful and see God’s love inside of me

One night in a church service a young woman felt the tug of God at her heart. She responded to God’s call and accepted Jesus as her Lord and Savior. The young woman had a very rough past, involving alcohol, drugs, and prostitution. But, the change in her was evident. As time went on she became a faithful member of the church. She eventually became involved in the ministry, teaching young children. It was not very long until this faithful young woman had caught the eye and heart of the pastor’s son. The relationship grew and they began to make...

The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. “Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?” Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl’s upturned face. “A dollar ninety-five. That’s almost $2.00. If you really want them, I’ll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them...