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Monday, September 29, 2008

its probably being posted everywhere..
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There are many prodigal sons
On our city streets they run
Searching for shelter
There are homes broken down
People’s hopes have fallen to the ground
From failures

There are schools full of hatred
Even churches have forsaken
Love and mercy
May we see this generation
In its state of desperation
For Your glory

There are tears from the saints
For the lost and unsaved
We’re crying for them come back home
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so this is just part of the song, Tears of the saints.

All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned, every one to his own way; And the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all

...And if he should find it, he rejoices more over that sheep than over the ninety-nine that did not go astray. Even so it is not the will of your Father who is in heaven that one of these little ones should perish. -matt 18:10-14

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haha.. F one.. truly, -the race is not to the swift, Nor the battle to the strong, Nor bread to the wise, Nor riches to men of understanding, Nor favor to men of skill; But time and chance happen to them all. ... For man also does not know his time: Like fish taken in a cruel net, Like birds caught in a snare, So the sons of men are snared in an evil time, when it falls suddenly upon them.



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11:42 AM

Saturday, September 27, 2008

came back just nowfrom caregruop. and after eating and watching, i went to proverbs 26 cos it was the 26th. and at the first verse; As snow in summer and rain in harvest, So honor is not fitting for a fool.
interesting to me..

this somehow seemed liked how i felt just now;
'Then Samuel took the horn of oil and anointed him in the midst of his brothers; and the Spirit of the LORD came upon David from that day forward. So Samuel arose and went to Ramah.' -Samuel 16:13



Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth 
Would care to know my name 
Would care to feel my hurt 
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star 
Would choose to light the way 
For my ever wandering heart 

Not because of who I am 
But because of what You've done 
Not because of what I've done 
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading 
Here today and gone tomorrow 
A wave tossed in the ocean 
Vapor in the wind 
Still You hear me when I'm calling 
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling 
And You've told me who I am 
I am Yours, I am Yours 

Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin 
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again 
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea 
Would call out through the rain 
And calm the storm in me 

Not because of who I am 
But because of what You've done 
Not because of what I've done 
But because of who You are 

I am a flower quickly fading 
Here today and gone tomorrow 
A wave tossed in the ocean 
Vapor in the wind 
Still You hear me when I'm calling 
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling 
And You've told me who I am 
I am Yours 

Not because of who I am 
But because of what You've done 
Not because of what I've done 
But because of who You are 

I am a flower quickly fading 
Here today and gone tomorrow 
A wave tossed in the ocean 
Vapor in the wind 
Still You hear me when I'm calling 
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling 
And You've told me who I am 
I am Yours 

I am Yours 
Whom shall I fear 
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours 
I am Yours                                       by casting crowns

 but you have heard my innermost prayers.



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11:43 AM

Sunday, September 21, 2008

a beautiful song that was played just now.

The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell
The guilty pair, bowed down with care
God gave His Son to win
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin

Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by trade

To write the love of God above

Would drain the oceans dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints' and angels' song

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deeper than the deepest oceans,
wider than the widest skies.
time and space can never measure,
nor can any man know why,
this love of god that was freely given.



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12:04 AM

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

kool.. i found my pastor in youtube when i was browsing recently..

http://www.youtube.com/user/JosephPrinceMedia


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5:17 PM