A Good Land - Dt. 8:7, 10 (w/ Samar)

More Of Our Heart, Dear Lord (Cover)

Original song: 
https://soundcloud.com/emily-cortez-206428346/bomb-my-mind-with-the-spirit

Lord, my mind needs You 
Get into my mind, Lord 
My mind needs You 
I need God in my mind 
Lord, I give You the ground to invade my mind 
Bomb my mind with the Spirit (Repeat) 

The mind is vain, disapproved, and fleshly 
Corrupted, untrained, and earthly 
So Lord, I cooperate with You to be renewed
 In the spirit of my mind 
So Lord, I cooperate with You to be renewed 
For the sake of the one new man

Bomb my mind with the Spirit

I've Got A River Of Life Flowing Within Me

Eat God!

Eat God

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A Life of No Regrets

Always Rejoice, Unceasingly Pray

In the summer semiannual of 2016, Ron Kangas read this hymn in one of the messages. The original words of the hymn would usually say "teach me thy ways, oh Lord," but Ron Kangas changed the words to "show me thy ways, oh Lord." This phrasing matches Exodus 33:13 -- "Now therefore if I have found favor in Your sight, please let me know now Your ways, that I may know You, so that I may continue to find favor in Your sight."
We used Mark and Hollie's tune, and changed the words to match brother Ron's wonderful tweaks to this classic hymn.

Songs on Vacation

Show Me Thy Ways (Hymn 406)

1. He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase,
To added affliction He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.
 	
CHORUS:
His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men,
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus,
He giveth and giveth and giveth again.

2. When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half-done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

He Giveth More Grace (w/ Brandon)

1. Olives that have known no pressure
No oil can bestow;
If the grapes escape the winepress,
Cheering wine can never flow;
Spikenard only through the crushing,
Fragrance can diffuse.
Shall I then, Lord, shrink from suff’ring
Which Thy love for me would choose?

CHORUS:  
Each blow I suffer
Is true gain to me.
In the place of what Thou takest
Thou dost give Thyself to me.

2. Do my heart-strings need Thy stretching,
Songs divine to prove?
Do I need for sweetest music
Cruel treatment of Thy love?
Lord, I fear no deprivation
If it draws to Thee;
I would yield in full surrender
All Thy heart of love to see.

3. I’m ashamed, my Lord, for seeking
Self to guard alway;
Though Thy love has done its stripping,
Yet I’ve been compelled this way.
Lord, according to Thy pleasure
Fully work on me;
Heeding not my human feelings,
Only do what pleases Thee.

4. If Thy mind and mine should differ,
Still pursue Thy way;
If Thy pleasure means my sorrow,
Still my heart shall answer, “Yea!”
’Tis my deep desire to please Thee,
Though I suffer loss;
E’en though Thy delight and glory
Mean that I endure the cross.

5. Oh, I’ll praise Thee, e’en if weeping
Mingle with my song.
Thine increasing sweetness calls forth
Grateful praises all day long.
Thou hast made Thyself more precious
Than all else to me:
Thou increase and I decrease, Lord-
This is now my only plea.

Set Your Mind

A Joyful Noise To Jehovah

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