Donnerstag, 25. Juni 2020

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                                Use self-control-be strong, dispersing all that’s wrong
And sure, as daylight follows night.
Your dreams and aspirations will somehow turn out right.

Let it be yes or no- don’t twist your words around
Keep the story short to truth and to honour bound
Words are holy things, so let’s not waste a sound.





















Sonntag, 21. Juni 2020

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                                        Wo bist Du?


An guten Tagen selten wir fragen HERR: wo bist du?

Erblicken die Sonne am Himmel so hell,

Und trinken getrost aus des Lebens Quell.

Seh’n nicht die Weichen, steh’n blind vor den Schranken,

Vergessen den Herr’n unser’m Vater zu danken.

Doch kommet der Kummer, die Sorge, der Schmerz,

Blicken weinende Augen himmelwärts.

Herr! Warum lässt Du mich so allein?

Erst dann, ja dann fällt es endlich uns ein:

Sind Wanderer nur auf dieser Welt.

Das Ziel unserer Sehnsucht: Ein schöneres Zelt.

Erst dann, ja dann fällt es endlich uns ein,

Auf göttlichen Fluren ist unser Heim.

Donnerstag, 18. Juni 2020

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Vain ambitions


So many things I dream to do

Lord help me choose the right

Let not my vain emption’s

Smoother the will

To seek the truth

And thei eternal light.

Samstag, 13. Juni 2020

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Questions and answers

How kind Father in Heaven above

Can I prove my devotion?

Show Thee my love?

The answer is easy, it is nothing new

Jesus said follow me, do the things that I do

Let all of your actions be honest

All your words be gentle and true,

For each Soul is precious within my side.

I’m here to forgive with my arms open wide

For the Souls that will serve one another

Show devotion and love for the Father.

Mittwoch, 10. Juni 2020

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Evidences

We do not see the Wind we only hear it sigh
 Treetops gently bend whene’er he passes by.
Don’t see Corona’s power we only hear the cry
And feel the sting of death whene’er, it passes by.

Don’t see our Fathers love nor hear his earnest plea:
Come turn your wayward heart that has forgotten me.
Looks down from realms on high to view a world of sin
Well knows the pain, the grief all unwise actions bring.

His children’s vain ambition, their selfishness and pride
Hearts that are cold as stone, wandered far from his side
Sends them stern reminders that to HIM alone are known.
Thus, shows his sovran Power, to call his Children home.

Freitag, 5. Juni 2020

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A morning Prayer


Father in heaven I thank thee for the safety of the night
For this new Day just begun, the suns returning light.
Place in my heart a little song to follow me the whole day long
I thank thee for my Family, for Home and Friends so dear
A Country free from wars alarm, a life devoid of fear.
For Natures bounteous blessings so beautiful and rare
For all lives simple treasures that I may freely share.
Help me to shun all selfishness, all vanity, and pride
Within the mantle of thy love and mercy let me hide.
To the needs of others may my eyes not be blind
Freely share all thou hast given, joy in service find.
Knowing that each human Soul,
 Needs acts of love, to make them whole.
Should this day bring trials, be wearisome and long
Please help this childlike heart of mine be steadfast, firm and strong.
Believing that sometime, somewhere your love heals every wrong.

















Dienstag, 2. Juni 2020

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The Road



The road, the straight and narrow

Christ cautioned all men to pursue.

This road, the straight and narrow,

He built for me and you

Build it for peace, for safety,

 When life seems dreary and long,

When Footsteps are weary and tired,

 The heart is devoid off all song,

   Take courage my Friends and know

 Each new morn dispels the dark night.

And the road “the straight and narrow”

Always leads us towards the light.

                                        For Christ has marked all the crossroads

Earned the right to show us the way

In silence is hoping, that you and I

Will return to our Father someday.