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Simple Prayer to be Like You

Sanctified but Not Sinless, February 27

A song  of a better land called Heaven when no sickness exists and Jesus cures every heart.

"A Better Land" by Joshua Hullender

[Verse 1]
In the shadows where the darkness lays,  
I found a light that guides my ways.  
Through the valleys and the endless night,  
Your grace, it lifts me, takes me to flight.

A whisper in the storm, a hand to hold,  
Your mercy’s a story forever told.

[Chorus]
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,  
In your arms, lost is never found.  
You set me free, you break my chains,  
With you, my heart forever remains.

[Verse 2]
When the burdens seem too heavy to bear,  
I feel your presence, you’re always there.  
In my failures, when I lose my way,  
Your love restores me, come what may.

With every tear, you collect my pain,  
In your embrace, I rise again.

[Chorus]
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,  
In your arms, lost is never found.  
You set me free, you break my chains,  
With you, my heart forever remains.

[Outro]
From darkness to light, I’ll never stray,  
Your grace, my guide, come what may.

Eternal Embrace of Grace by Joshua Hullender

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Everlasting Life

Written over 30 years ago at Tennessee school for the blind

2020 Foresight: It's All Gonna Burn

Studio version of forgive our sins as we forgive

Forgive Our Sins as We Forgive

Who can cheer the heart like Jesus,
By His presence all divine?
True and tender, pure and precious,
Oh, how blest to call Him mine!
All that thrills my soul is Jesus;
He is more than life to me; [to me;]
And the fairest of ten thousand,
In my blessed Lord I see.

Love of Christ so freely given,
Grace of God beyond degree,
Mercy higher than the heaven,
Deeper than the deepest sea.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus;
He is more than life to me; [to me;]
And the fairest of ten thousand,
In my blessed Lord I see.

Every need His hand supplying,
Every good in Him I see;
On His strength divine relying,
He is All in All to me.

All that thrills my soul is Jesus;
He is more than life to me; [to me;]
And the fairest of ten thousand,
In my blessed Lord I see.

By the crystal flowing river
With the ransomed I will sing,
And forever and forever
Praise and glorify the King

All that thrills my soul is Jesus;
He is more than life to me; [to me;]
And the fairest of ten thousand,
In my blessed Lord I see.

All That Thrills My Soul Is Jesus

I hear the Savior say,
"Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all."
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.

Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power, and Thine alone,
Can change the leper's spots,
And melt the heart of stone.

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.

Since nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim,
I'll wash my garment white
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb.

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.

And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I'll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus' feet.

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain;
He washed it white as snow.

Jesus Paid It All

Once to every man and nation
Comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of truth with falsehood,
For the good or evil side;
Some great cause, God's new Messiah,
Offering each the bloom or blight,
And the choice goes by forever
'Twixt that darkness and that light.
Then to side with truth is noble
When we share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit,
And 'tis prosperous to be just;
Then it is the brave man chooses,
While the coward stands aside,
Till the multitude make virtue
Of the faith they had denied.

By the light of burning martyrs,
Christ, Thy bleeding feet we track,
Toiling up new calvary's ever
With the cross that turns not back
New occasions teach new duties,
Time makes ancient good uncouth;
They must upward still and onward,
Who would keep abreast of truth.

Though the cause of evil prosper,
Yet 'tis truth alone is strong;
Though her portion be the scaffold,
And upon the throne be wrong;
Yet that scaffold sways the future,
And, behind the dim unknown,
Standeth God within the shadow,
Keepin watch above His own.

The Moment to Decide

O soul, are you weary and troubled?
No light in the darkness you see?
There's light for a look at the Savior,
And life more abundant and free!
Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face;
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace.

Through death into life everlasting
He passed, and we follow Him there;
Over us sin no more hath dominion,
For more than conqu'rors we are!

Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face;
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace.

His word shall not fail you He promised;
Believe Him and all will be well:
Then go to a world that is dying,
His perfect salvation to tell!

Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face;
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace.

Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus

Does Jesus care
when my heart is pained
Too deep for mirth
Too deep for song;
As burdens press,
 and cares distress,
And the way grows weary 
and it seems so long?
O yes, He cares; I know He cares!
His heart is touched, I know it's touched with my grief;
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my Savior cares. [He cares.]

Does Jesus care
 when my way is dark
With a nameless dread full of and fear?
As the daylight fades into deep night shades,
Does He care enough to be near?

O yes, He cares; I know He cares!
His heart is touched, I know it's touched with my grief;
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my Savior cares. [He cares.]

Does Jesus care, when I've said goodbye.
To the dearest one on earth to me,
And my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks
Is it aught to Him? And does He see?

O yes, He cares; I know He cares!
His heart is touched, I know it's touched with my grief;
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my Savior cares. [He cares.]

Does Jesus Care

This is my dad's real life experience when he survived a tornado in Apison, Tennessee.

So much taken for granted in our lives and our homes
In one split second, it can all be gone.
I saw the power of the mighty wind.
Now things will never be the same agian.

The power of nature, you can not realize.
I saw her take it all before my eyes.

The falling of trees through that mighty roar;
I witnessed something like never before.

I saw the power of that mighty black wall
Proving her stregth to take it all.

Material things aren't what they used to be.
They no longer mean the same to me.

I have been changed from the inside out.
Serving my Father is what life's all about.

I know now no matter how the trees may sway.
The power of His love can't be blown away.

The Power of Nature

With glorious clouds encompassed round,
    Whom angels dimly see,
    Will the Unsearchable be found,
    Or God appear to me?
Will He forsake His throne above,
    Himself to men impart?
    Answer, Thou Man of grief and love,
    And speak it to my heart.

 Didst Thou not in our flesh appear,
    And live and die below,
    That I may now perceive Thee near,
    And my Redeemer know?

 Come, then, and to my soul reveal
    The heights and depths of grace,
    Those wounds which all my sorrows heal,
    Which all my sins efface.

Then shall I see in His own light,
    Whom angels dimly see:
    And gaze, transported at the sight,
    To all eternity.

The Heights and Depths of Grace

Love in Symphony

Forever Starts Today

Enchanted Love

Whispered Love

Under Starlit Skies

You Are Not Alone

Something new from somethings old. Flamenco guitar version of Amazing Grace.

Lyrics
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
that saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
was blind, but now I see.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
and grace my fears relieved;
how precious did that grace appear
the hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;
'tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
his word my hope secures;
he will my shield and portion be
as long as life endures.

And when this flesh and heart shall fail,
and mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil
a life of joy and peace.

When we've been there ten thousand years,
bright shining as the sun,
we've no less days to sing God's praise
than when we'd first begun.

20/09/2024

Amazing Grace at The House of the Rising Son

This Is My Father's World (Flamenco Guitar Version)

This is my Father’s world,
and to my listening ears
All nature sings,
and round me rings
the music of the spheres.

This is my Father’s world:
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees,
of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father’s world,
the birds their carols raise,
The morning light,
the lily white,
declare their Maker’s praise.

This is my Father’s world:
He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass
I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere.

This is my Father’s world.
O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong
seems oft so strong,
God is the ruler yet.

This is my Father’s world:
the battle is not done:
Jesus Who died
shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heav’n be one.

This is my Father’s world,
dreaming, I see His face.
I ope my eyes,
and in glad surprise cry,
“The Lord is in this place.”

This is my Father’s world,
from the shining courts above,
The Beloved One,
His Only Son,
Came a pledge of endless love.

This is my Father’s world,
why should my heart be sad?
The lord is King
let the heavens ring.
God reigns, let the earth be glad.

This is my Father’s world,
a wanderer I may roam
Whate’er my lot,
it matters not,
My heart is still at home.

This Is My Father's World (Flamenco Guitar Version)

Beautiful piano soft female voice singing "Until Then" hymn.

Lyrics:
My heart can sing when I pause to remember
A heartache here is but a stepping stone
Along a trail that's winding always upward,
This troubled world is not my final home.

Chorus:
But until then my heart will go on singing,
Until then with joy I'll carry on
Until the day my eyes behold the city,
Until the day God calls me home.

The things of earth will dim and lose their value
If we recall they're borrowed for a while;
And things of earth that cause the heart to tremble,
Remembered there will only bring a smile.

But until then my heart will go on singing,
Until then with joy I'll carry on
Until the day my eyes behold the city,
Until the day God calls me home.

Until Then

Near the Cross Vintage Country Version

Jesus, keep me near the cross;
There a precious fountain
Free to all, a healing stream,
Flows from Calvary's mountain.

In the cross, in the cross,
Be my glory ever,
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond the river.

Near the cross, a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
There the bright and Morning Star
Sheds its beams around me.

Near the cross! O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me;
Help me walk from day to day,
With its shadows o'er me.

Near the cross I'll watch and wait,
Hoping, trusting ever,
Till I reach the golden strand,
Just beyond the river.

Near the Cross

A haunting rendition of the popular hymn "Were You There When They Crucified My Lord?"

Lyrics
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
O! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?
Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?
O! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?

Were you there when they pierced Him in the side?
Were you there when they pierced Him in the side?
O! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, (tremble), (tremble).
Were you there when they pierced Him in the side?

Were you there when the sun refused to shine?
Were you there when the sun refused to shine?
O! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, (tremble), (tremble).
Were you there when the sun refused to shine?

Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?
Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?
O! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, (tremble), (tremble).
Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?

Were you there when they rolled away the stone?
Were you there when they rolled away the stone?
O! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, (tremble), (tremble).
Were you there when they rolled away the stone?

Were You There When They Crucified My Lord?

I want Jesus to walk with me.
I want Jesus to walk with me.
All along my pilgrim journey,
I want Jesus to walk with me.

In my trials Lord, walk with me.
In my trials Lord, walk with me.
When the shades of life are falling,
I want Jesus to walk with me.

In my sorrows, Lord, walk with me.
In my sorrows, Lord, walk with me.
When my heart within me is breaking,
I want Jesus to walk with me.

I want Jesus to walk with me Instrumental Version 2

I want Jesus to walk with me Instrumental Version 6

I want Jesus to walk with me Instrumental Version 3

I want Jesus to walk with me Instrumental Version 5

I want Jesus to walk with me Instrumental Version 1

[verse 1]
He leadeth me: O blessed thought!
O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
Whate'er I do, where'er I be,
still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.

[chorus]
He leadeth me, he leadeth me;
by his own hand he leadeth me:
his faithful follower I would be,
for by his hand he leadeth me.

[verse 2]
Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom,
sometimes where Eden's flowers bloom,
by waters calm, o'er troubled sea,
still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.

[verse 3]
Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine,
nor ever murmur nor repine;
content, whatever lot I see,
since 'tis my God that leadeth me.

[verse 4]
And when my task on earth is done,
when, by thy grace, the victory's won,
e'en death's cold wave I will not flee,
since God through Jordan leadeth me.

Echoes in the Arab Desert

Solemn Journey

Tempted and tried we’re
oft made to wonder,
Why it should be thus
all the day long;
While there are others
living about us,
Never mistreated
though in the wrong.

Farther along we’ll
know all about it,
Farther along we’ll
understand why;
Cheer up, don't worry,
live in the sunshine,
We’ll understand it
all by and by.

When death has come and
taken our loved ones,
It leaves our home so
lonely and drear;
Then do we wonder
why others prosper,
Living so wicked
year after year.

Faithful till death said
our loving Master,
A few more days to
labor and wait;
Toils of the road will
then seem as nothing,
As we sweep through the
beautiful gate.

Oh, When we see Jesus
coming in glory,
When He comes down from
His home in the sky;
Then we shall meet Him
in those bright mansions,
And we'll understand it
all by and by.

Yes, we'll under stand it,
All by . . and, by . . .



Tempted and Tried Hymn

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,

Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;

Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.

For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.

But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.

1 Corinthians 13


[Verse 1]
Dear Lord, we come at set of sun,
And at Your feet we kneel
To worship You, Creator, King,
This day, Your sign and seal.

[Verse 2]
Our earthly tasks we lay aside,
According to Your Word,
To enter now Your holy rest,
The Sabbath of the Lord.

[Verse 3]
Sweet Sabbath rest, your sacred hours
Are as a golden chain
That reaches back to Eden's gate
And points us home again.

[Verse 4]
And when this earth shall be renewed,
And sin and death destroyed,
Shall all redeemed each Sabbath day
Still meet to praise their God.

Dear Lord, we come at set of sun

The Puzzle of Conscious Experience

This is my Father’s world,
and to my listening ears
All nature sings,
and round me rings
the music of the spheres.

This is my Father’s world:
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees,
of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father’s world,
the birds their carols raise,
The morning light,
the lily white,
declare their Maker’s praise.

This is my Father’s world:
He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass
I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere.

This is my Father’s world.
O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong
seems oft so strong,
God is the ruler yet.

This is my Father’s world:
the battle is not done:
Jesus Who died
shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heav’n be one.

This is my Father’s world,
dreaming, I see His face.
I ope my eyes,
and in glad surprise cry,
“The Lord is in this place.”

This is my Father’s world,
from the shining courts above,
The Beloved One,
His Only Son,
Came a pledge of endless love.

This is my Father’s world,
why should my heart be sad?
The lord is King
let the heavens ring.
God reigns, let the earth be glad.

This is my Father’s world,
a wanderer I may roam
Whate’er my lot,
it matters not,
My heart is still at home.

This is My Father’s World

simple health forms are not always simple 

Simple Health Form?

The deepest lyrics I've written to date touching the wisdom of God.

I've seen the roads that twist and bend
A maze of choices without an end
The "could be's" whisper
Loud and clear
But "what should be" is standing near

A thousand doors
All left ajar
Each one a wish
Each one a scar
But I’ve learned to seek and see
What’s meant to stay
What sets me free

Wisdom knows the why
The how
It’s the light we follow now
Not the could
But the should
Striking the heart
Where dreams once stood

Not every tear means something’s wrong
Not every weak beat stops the song
I hear the world
The quiet rain
Wisdom hums beneath the pain

Possibilities scatter
Infinite sky
Yet the truth’s a whisper I won’t deny
The courage isn’t in the could
It’s in the knowing what we should

Wisdom knows the why
The how
It’s the light we follow now
Not the could
But the should
Striking the heart
Where dreams once stood

What Should Be

Often in our world's history, physical war has been waged and is being waged. But the war starts within the mind and heart. It is rooted in the unseen parts: the thoughts, ideas, beliefs, comcepts, perceptions, freedoms and so on. War is an outworking of conflict. Sometimes it’s over a physical teretory, sometimes it’s over liberty of conscience and the freedom to be and do as the heart and mind and convictions desire. In as few words as possible, it's the combined physical and metaphysical powers of one side against the combined physical and metaphysical powers of another. Imagine when oposites colide. It is lightning and thunder. It is like war in heaven...and that right there is where it all began.
 
We are entered into this war that began long ago. The battle is for our soul. The prize is eternal life. The battle belongs to the LORD and eternal life is His to give. By faith and understanding and obedience and divine timing, the battle is already won. We are just living through the final outworkings of it all. We are in the sounding of the thunder that came from the lightning when an angel fell like lightning to this Earth. There was a dividing in Heaven. There is a purging and purifiying that must be finished. And there will be a uniting in Heaven soon and very soon...and I and You and We can be part of that beautiful kingdom of Peace. That coming reality right there is the kingdom of Peace both heaven and earth long for. Creator and creation in perfect accord. Walk in that light, talk of that truth, that good news. Those are the Good News Gospel shoes that are part of the armor of God.
 
Since this war started in heaven, we must be protected by armor fashoned in heaven. It's a metaphysical armor unseen by the naked eye.
 
What is "metaphysical" in simple terms?
metaphysical refers to the realm or reality beyond the scope of physical “everyday" experience. It's the "behind the scenes" part of existence. It is another realm of God's wisdom connecting and blending all things. It is the laws and spiritual realm of God. existence, reality, the nature of things like time, space, matter, consciousness, faith, and memory. It is the interplay between these physicals and non-physicals.
       
The God of creaton is a perfect 7 and His armor is also 7.
Is prayer part of the armor of God? Yes.
Prayer is not just an add-on; it's the foundation upon which the armor of God is built. It's how we receive God's power and protection. Prayer keeps us connected to God and allows us to receive guidance, strength, and wisdom as we navigate spiritual battles. Prayer energizes each piece of armor, enabling it to function effectively in resisting evil.
 
Putting on the Armor of God is not a one-time event, but a continuous process of growth and development in your faith. It's about consciously choosing to live a life that honors God and is equipped for the spiritual battles we all face.
 
Ask the right question and receive the armor. Don't ask "what is the armor". Ask 'Who is the Armor". We go down naked and wretched into the waters of baptism and come up more that conquuers clothed in Him.
Jesus Himself IS the armor of God. In HIM is safety and victory!
 
1. Belt of Truth: John 14:6 Jesus is Truth
2. Breastplate of Righteousness: 2 Corinthians 5:21 Christ our Righteousness
3. Shoes of Peace:  Ephesians 2:14 Price of Peace
4. Shield of Faith:    Revelation 19:11 Jesus is Faithful
5. Helmet of Salvation: acts 4:12 Salvation in none othat
6. Sword of the Spirit: John 1:1-2 Jesus is the Word and Spirit
7. Prayer:     Jesus intercedes Romens 8:34, Hebrews 7:25, John 17:20-23
 


War and Peace - The Armor of God

Lyrics by Jim Hullender, music arrangement by Joshua Hullender. This is the most beauti0ful version I have ever done showcasing my father's lyrics to-date. It combines my varied background, my love of music, my bloodline and what heaven might sound like:

The Bible speaks of a city
Far beyond the sky
Built by the hands of Jesus
For His children to abide
And I know there will be shouting
And singing 'round God's throne
Oh Lord, I get so homesick
Just thinking of it all

Where the walls are made of jasper
And the streets of purest gold
And the tree of life is standing
Where the living waters flow
And it soon shall be descending
From Heaven up above
When God sets up His kingdom
And fills it with His love

The lame will then be walking
And the captive will be free
The deaf ears will be hearing
And the blinded eyes shall see
Our Savior will be with us
No burdens we shall bear
So hold on faithful pilgrims
For we shall soon be there

Where the walls are made of jasper
And the streets of purest gold
And the tree of life is standing
Where the living waters flow
And it soon shall be descending
From Heaven up above
When God sets up His kingdom
And fills it with His love

When God sets up His kingdom
And fills it with His love

When God sets up His Kingdom: Angelic Swiss Irish Native American version.

Under My Fingertips

i enjoy art and music.  both my parents are creative; mom writes poetry and stories; dad's a singer songwriter.  dad was my human jukebox on hundreds of road trips 

Joshua Hullender

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