Jesus, tender lover of my soul, Pardoner of my sins, and friend indeed, Keeper of the garden of my heart, Jesus, Thou art everything to me. Jesus, Thou art everything to me; Jesus, Thou art everything to me; All my lasting joys are found in Thee; Jesus, Thou art everything to me. What to me
It’s more than 10 years ago now, on October 19, 2006, that I was in New York City having gastric bypass surgery. I’m not boasting, but remembering and being grateful for so many amazing blessings that I have experienced. At the time I tipped the scales at 310 pounds. Just to give some perspective― I
O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home. Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame,
I believe that God the Father Can be seen in God the Son; In the gentleness of Jesus Love for all the world is shown. Though men crucify their Saviour, And His tenderness rebuff, God is love, the cross is saying; Calvary is proof enough. I believe in transformation; God can change the hearts of
He Hideth My Soul A wonderful Saviour is Jesus, my Lord, A wonderful Saviour to me; He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, Where rivers of pleasure I see. Chorus: He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the
When I was growing up in one of my favourite times of year was when we had the Harvest Festival at church. We didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving there in the same way it’s done in Canada and the U.S. In Belfast there was no designated holiday, but all the churches celebrated Harvest Festival! Oh, how I
