chariel

I love this song! Thank You Lord we are made to be filled with You.

Though the World May Promise Me More

1. From the time I spoke Your Name,
Lord, my life's not been the same
Since I called on the only One Who'd save me.
When forsaken, in despair—
Who'd have thought that You'd be there?
Now I've found out, Jesus, You're alive!

CHORUS:
Now my eyes begin to see
I'm living as I ought to be,
As this turning, burning God
Moves in my heart.
I don't care now how I feel;
I just know that this is real,
And I know, O Jesus, You're alive!

2. All my friends may think it’s square,
Since I’ve touched You I don’t care,
For I’ve found You’re the only life worth living.
Though some mock and criticize,
Lord, they just don’t realize
That I’ve found out, Jesus, You’re alive!

3. It's no statue that I call,
Not a picture on the wall,
But a Person Who lives His life within me.
Wish they'd told me long before,
All You want's an open door,
And that really, Jesus, You're alive!

From The Time I Spoke Your Name

And be ready by the morning, 
and come up in the morning to Mount Sinai, 
and present yourself there to Me, 

And be ready by the morning, 
and come up in the morning to Mount Sinai, 
and present yourself there to Me, 

on the top of the mountain
on the top of the mountain
and present yourself there to me

on the top of the mountain
on the top of the mountain
and present yourself there to me

And Be Ready By The Morning (Exodus 34:2)

And he showed me a river
of water of life,
bright as crystal,
proceeding out of the throne of God
and of the Lamb
in the middle
of its street.

And He said to me
Drink of My river of water of life
Drink of what truly satisfies
My supply will not fail you
And My river will carry you through
If you come to Me
Your loving King
And drink

And He Showed Me A River (Revelation 22:1)

I’m in Christ, now rejoicing—
From old Adam I am free!
All old things are becoming
Both new and heavenly! (Praise God!)
I’m tasting and enjoying
Life and peace and liberty!
Praise God! I’m in Christ eternally!

I’m In Christ, Now Rejoicing

1. I am crucified with Christ,
And the cross hath set me free;
I have ris'n again with Christ,
And He lives and reigns in me.

CHORUS:
Oh! It is so sweet to die with Christ,
To the world, and self, and sin;
Oh! It is so sweet to live with Christ,
As He lives and reigns within.

2. Mystery hid from ancient ages!
But at length to faith made plain:
Christ in me the Hope of Glory,
Tell it o'er and o'er again.

3. This the secret nature hideth,
Harvest grows from buried grain;
A poor tree with better grafted,
Richer, sweeter life doth gain.

4. This the secret of the holy,
Not our holiness, but Him;
O Lord! Empty us and fill us,
With Thy fulness to the brim.

5. This the balm for pain and sickness,
Just to all our strength to die,
And to find His life and fulness,
All our being's need supply.

6. This the story of the Master,
Thru the Cross, He reached the Throne,
And like Him our path to glory,
Ever leads through death alone.

I Am Crucified With Christ, And The Cross Hath Set Me Free

1. How tedious and tasteless the hours
When Jesus no longer I see!
Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet
flow'rs,
Have all lost their sweetness to me.
The midsummer sun shines but dim,
The fields strive in vain to look gay;
But when I am happy in Him
December's as pleasant as May.

2. His name yields the richest perfume,
And sweeter than music His voice;
His presence disperses my gloom,
And makes all within me rejoice.
I should, were He always thus nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear;
No mortal so happy as I;
My summer would last all the year.

3. Content with beholding His face,
My all to His pleasure resigned;
No changes of season or place,
Would make any change in my mind.
While blessed with a sense of His love,
A palace a toy would appear;
And prisons would palaces prove,
If Jesus would dwell with me there.

4. My Lord, if indeed I am Thine,
If Thou art my sun and my song,
Say, why do I languish and pine?
And why are my winters so long?
Oh, drive these dark clouds from the sky,
Thy soul-cheering presence restore;
Or take me to Thee up on high,
Where winter and clouds are no more.

How Tedious And Tasteless The Hours / New Tune (Abigail's Song)

ur fault bozo

close my eyes, it’s black and grey
momma close ur eyes i’ll decay
please don’t leave my mind forgotten 
hearts in a head lock, i’m rotten

soon baby, i’ll be dead
hope u feel my soul in ur veins
i’m done blaming myself and
it’s u ur the reason why i’m gone

as my momma cries feel the guilt in ur liver
cause u are the reason her son isn’t living
blood dripping down from my eyelids peeling
i don’t wanna see what u showed me or feel it

i’m dead
is it not that, that u want ?
shed
all the energy u burdened me with

burden, be gone. (raw)

I just wanted to repost this after fixing a few things. Enjoy!

Song written by Steve Watts.
Recorded with college students from Georgia, Louisiana, Florida, Tennessee, and South Carolina.


We Can Eat, We Can Drink

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Come With Me From Lebanon

1
	My wandering days grew increasingly empty
As I searched for the way,
Just to fill this gap inside me—
Found my seeking vain.
Though all this dark earth would convince me life’s worthwhile,
Inside all my mirth
Was a cry for something real.
Don’t you lie to me, world!
  	For my heart tells me different
When I hear of contentment
Deep within a lack knew better
  Why not be honest, world.
2
	A flood of strong doubt as I heard the old story
Of a man they called Lord;
Yet my heart ne’er ceased to wonder,
Is He really Lord?
A search in His Word found my hardened heart softened,
And earth’s vanities faded.
In the brightness of His presence
Jesus came into me.
  	Now we’re always together
Growing into God’s fullness.
O Lord Jesus, how I love You!
  You brought life into me.

My Wandering Days

Written by D.S. 

Consecration is not just a knowing of the right of ownership in the mind or a feeling of love in our affections, nor is it only an attitude and expression of ours toward God. Actually speaking, consecration itself is a part of life, a major part of life. The experience of consecration, therefore, is really the experience of life. The fullness of one's experience of life depends on the fullness of one's experience of consecration. Hence, if one pursues the experience of consecration, it will enable him to grow in life - W.L. The Experience of Life

Hidden Behind Every Scene

Philippians 4:11-12 (+ 13)

Take time to absorb Him!

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