Showing posts with label Tree. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tree. Show all posts
Friday, January 15, 2010
Reigning Son Shine
CHORUS:
Heal me, O’Lord, and I shall be healed
Save me, and I shall be saved
For Thou art my praise
May the reigning Son
Shine from my heart
The fountain of living waters
You did impart.
VERSE:
Search my heart
Try my reins
May the fruit I bear
Not be found in vein.
CHORUS:
Heal me, O’Lord, and I shall be healed
Save me, and I shall be saved
For Thou art my praise
May the reigning Son
Shine from my heart
The fountain of living waters
You did impart.
VERSE:
Lord when they ask
Where is Thy Word
Let it come forth
From my heart to be heard.
CHORUS:
Heal me, O’Lord, and I shall be healed
Save me, and I shall be saved
For Thou art my praise
May the reigning Son
Shine from my heart
The fountain of living waters
You did impart.
VERSE:
As a tree .. planted by the river
So be my heart
To You forever.
CHORUS:
Heal me, O’Lord, and I shall be healed
Save me, and I shall be saved
For Thou art my praise
May the reigning Son
Shine from my heart
The fountain of living waters
You did impart.
FINAL:
May the reigning Son
Shine from my heart
The fountain of living waters
You did impart.
2009 Patricia A. Moore
Lyrics by: Patricia A. Moore
Music by: Gerti M. Blackwell
Sung by: Patricia A. Moore, Gerti M. Blackwell and Judy L. Wilson
Friday, December 18, 2009
Star High
On my Christmas tree the star high
Glowed blissfully drawing me nigh,
The tree not adorned with silver or gold
But light that gleamed on things of old
From there I went to a place in time
Where out of the east, His star did shine
Through the darkness , while on their quest
Wise men sought Him, they were blessed
They ask whereof our sovereign King
Destiny cries out, glory of salvation sings
Lo, the star, was before them, light of love
Guidance gracefully flowing from above
Entering the dwelling of the young child
Worship took ground ,treasures compiled
From the dream my thoughts immerge nigh
Back to the Christmas tree on the STAR HIGH!
Patricia A Moore
December 18 2009
Glowed blissfully drawing me nigh,
The tree not adorned with silver or gold
But light that gleamed on things of old
From there I went to a place in time
Where out of the east, His star did shine
Through the darkness , while on their quest
Wise men sought Him, they were blessed
They ask whereof our sovereign King
Destiny cries out, glory of salvation sings
Lo, the star, was before them, light of love
Guidance gracefully flowing from above
Entering the dwelling of the young child
Worship took ground ,treasures compiled
From the dream my thoughts immerge nigh
Back to the Christmas tree on the STAR HIGH!
Patricia A Moore
December 18 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Deep Within
I was found in the Ozarks
By a woman and man
Who turned me into
The lamp that I am
Some might have seen me
As an old dead limb
No good for nothing but
The burn pile to them
The couple looked at me
In such a way
The outer layers didn’t
Matter that day
What they were looking for
Was deep within
Is the heart still good
Can it be used again
Was there anything left
Of this old tree
Was I too far gone
Was this the end of me
They work and work
With their loving hands
And found the beautiful
Heart that was
Deep Within
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
By a woman and man
Who turned me into
The lamp that I am
Some might have seen me
As an old dead limb
No good for nothing but
The burn pile to them
The couple looked at me
In such a way
The outer layers didn’t
Matter that day
What they were looking for
Was deep within
Is the heart still good
Can it be used again
Was there anything left
Of this old tree
Was I too far gone
Was this the end of me
They work and work
With their loving hands
And found the beautiful
Heart that was
Deep Within
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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