Dear Lord,
Today someone calls to You
For the salvation of his soul.
In his anguish, he looks for You,
As You can make him whole.
His throat is parched from calling,
Do You hear his voice?
His eyes fail, looking for the Lord,
Will he ever again rejoice?
"You, God, know all my faults,
My guilt is not hidden from You!
May those who believe, not fall,
Because of the sinful things I do!"
He is scorned by those who now hate him.
He is mocked for having done wrong.
He endures his shame for God's sake,
He's become a stranger to the throng.
"Dear LORD, I pray to you,
To answer me with Your salvation.
In your great love, O God,
Show me favour over this evil nation."
God will pour out His wrath
On those who harm His children.
He will blot them from His book of life,
Guilty, never to be forgiven.
"I will praise God's name in song
And glorify Him with thanksgiving.
He has come to save His people who,
In God's way, are faithfully living."
Amen.
(Based on Psalm 69)
Tell My People to feed My lambs...
"My flock is thirsting for a revelation of Me,
go forth and feed My lambs, refresh My sheep.
The time is coming when they will not follow the
Shepard's voice, to the water...to the food of life.
You must work now while there is yet time.
Any little bit of inspiration to another that
comes through Me will not go astray.
Trust in Me, share My Word with everyone.
Yes, share with everyone you encounter...
do not be afraid, do not be ashamed,
do not be embarrassed...I am with you.
Trust in Me the Lord God Almighty,
AND DO MY WILL."
(Revelation 14: 19-20)
19 So the angel swung his scythe on the earth
and stripped the grapes and gathered the
vintage from the vines of the earth
and cast it into the huge winepress
of God's indignation and wrath.
20 And the grapes in the winepress
were trodden outside the city, and
blood poured from the winepress,
reaching as high as horses' bridles,
for a distance of about 200 miles.
"I want My harvest of souls to be great.
Says the Lord...
I want the evil one to be ashamed of the
river of blood that pours forth from his
harvest that will be crushed in the
wine-press outside My gates.
I do not want him to have a harvest
two hundred miles long and five feet deep.
Turn those away from fulfilling their evil
desires and receiving the judgement reserved
for ‘him who deceives’.
Turn them to My riches in Glory,
so that they may fully understand
the love and MERCY of the
Almighty God!"
...And Pray
Dear Lord,
Today I come before You on bended knee,
I am a sinner, too dreadful for You to see.
You, Lord, set the example so great,
Gave me the free choice to imitate.
But each day I fall far short of You,
In my actions, all I say and all I do.
I cry out to You for forgiveness,
I am so ashamed of my sinfulness.
You died upon the cross me,
From all sin You set me free.
Jesus You rose to heaven above,
Dying for my sin, Your gift of love.
As my Saviour, come into my life,
Free me from this sin and strife.
Keep me in the palm of Your hand,
I know sweet Jesus You understand.
As I face each day anew,
I want to be more like You.
Amen.
By Doreen Hardie
Today someone calls to You
For the salvation of his soul.
In his anguish, he looks for You,
As You can make him whole.
His throat is parched from calling,
Do You hear his voice?
His eyes fail, looking for the Lord,
Will he ever again rejoice?
"You, God, know all my faults,
My guilt is not hidden from You!
May those who believe, not fall,
Because of the sinful things I do!"
He is scorned by those who now hate him.
He is mocked for having done wrong.
He endures his shame for God's sake,
He's become a stranger to the throng.
"Dear LORD, I pray to you,
To answer me with Your salvation.
In your great love, O God,
Show me favour over this evil nation."
God will pour out His wrath
On those who harm His children.
He will blot them from His book of life,
Guilty, never to be forgiven.
"I will praise God's name in song
And glorify Him with thanksgiving.
He has come to save His people who,
In God's way, are faithfully living."
Amen.
(Based on Psalm 69)
Tell My People to feed My lambs...
"My flock is thirsting for a revelation of Me,
go forth and feed My lambs, refresh My sheep.
The time is coming when they will not follow the
Shepard's voice, to the water...to the food of life.
You must work now while there is yet time.
Any little bit of inspiration to another that
comes through Me will not go astray.
Trust in Me, share My Word with everyone.
Yes, share with everyone you encounter...
do not be afraid, do not be ashamed,
do not be embarrassed...I am with you.
Trust in Me the Lord God Almighty,
AND DO MY WILL."
(Revelation 14: 19-20)
19 So the angel swung his scythe on the earth
and stripped the grapes and gathered the
vintage from the vines of the earth
and cast it into the huge winepress
of God's indignation and wrath.
20 And the grapes in the winepress
were trodden outside the city, and
blood poured from the winepress,
reaching as high as horses' bridles,
for a distance of about 200 miles.
"I want My harvest of souls to be great.
Says the Lord...
I want the evil one to be ashamed of the
river of blood that pours forth from his
harvest that will be crushed in the
wine-press outside My gates.
I do not want him to have a harvest
two hundred miles long and five feet deep.
Turn those away from fulfilling their evil
desires and receiving the judgement reserved
for ‘him who deceives’.
Turn them to My riches in Glory,
so that they may fully understand
the love and MERCY of the
Almighty God!"
...And Pray
Dear Lord,
Today I come before You on bended knee,
I am a sinner, too dreadful for You to see.
You, Lord, set the example so great,
Gave me the free choice to imitate.
But each day I fall far short of You,
In my actions, all I say and all I do.
I cry out to You for forgiveness,
I am so ashamed of my sinfulness.
You died upon the cross me,
From all sin You set me free.
Jesus You rose to heaven above,
Dying for my sin, Your gift of love.
As my Saviour, come into my life,
Free me from this sin and strife.
Keep me in the palm of Your hand,
I know sweet Jesus You understand.
As I face each day anew,
I want to be more like You.
Amen.
By Doreen Hardie
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