Faith isn’t empty wishing
For what you’d like to see;
It isn’t simply guessing
The things you think will be.
Faith isn’t boldly stepping
To do the things you please,
Expecting God to back you
In thrilling feats or ease.
No, faith is shown in knowing
The things you can’t yet see
Then living like you’ve seen them
In hope believingly.
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When Pharoah’s heart was hardened
Against the Lord’s command,
He made the labor harder
Of those who built his land.
He told the weary Hebrews
That they must gather straw;
“Go find your own,” he told them
And made his hatred law.
Unlike the wicked Pharoah,
God gives His children tasks
And then provides materials
For anything He asks.
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Each day we face a simple choice
For darkness or for light,
For life or death, for truth or lies,
To do what’s wrong or right.
In Eden, too, the choice was made
To trust the Lord or not;
They ate the fruit, chose death and pain –
And that was what they got.
But Jesus came and took our death
To offer life once more;
Now you must choose it for yourself
For He’s the only door.
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We do not praise an instrument
As of it made itself
Or think it did some wondrous thing
In coming off the shelf
But just the same we don’t ignore
It’s craftsmanship and skill
The beauty of its sound and form
That make the spirit thrill
So we are not to seek esteem
Or long for earth’s parade
But neither should we shrink from view
And hide what God has made
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The Lord is with me day and night
So nothing needs to cause me fright;
He sees in darkness as in light
So I can trust He’ll lead me right.
When storm clouds rise and tempests blow
To God my refuge, safe I’ll go;
His mighty strength they grandly show
But cannot crush me here below.
By waters still and pastures green
On God’s provision I will lean
Enjoying blessings pure and clean,
Rejoicing in the good I’ve seen.
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God plugged me into history
For such a time as now –
This moment is the one He chose
To use me here somehow.
The devil wants to make a wreck
Of all the Lord had planned,
But Jesus called me out by grace
To show His mighty hand.
I must not waste this hour He gave,
This life is short, I know;
Eternal things redeem the time
With heaven’s work below.
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