Lord, suppose you had a FaceBook web page:
consider what number of buddies you’d have!
Would your profile picture embrace all three
of the individuals in your Holy Trinity?
What would you checklist beneath Life Occasions,
you who’re, who have been and at all times will probably be?
What sort of messages may you publish?
Would you solely quote scripture – or say one thing new?
And the pictures, O Lord!
Flowers and seashores created by you,
wonderful sunsets, signed by the Artist,
infants renewing your promise of life,
puppies and kittens galore- oh, my!
However we do not want FaceBook for us to be buddies,
your profile picture is etched on my soul;
your dying and rising, the one life occasion
that feeds my religion and offers me hope…
Your message of affection in your reality revealed
is as outdated because the hills and as recent because the daybreak;
I see your artwork in the entire of creation,
your glory unfolds wherever I look…
we’re buddies eternally by the grace of your Cross
the place you posted your merciful love for me…
Defend me, Lord, whereas I am awake
and watch over me whereas I sleep
that awake, I’d maintain watch with you
and asleep, relaxation in your peace…
(And, Lord, do not let me keep up ’til all hours on FaceBook!)
Tonight’s music provides a special perspective
on the face of Christ!
He shares a room outdoors outside with a dozen different guys And the one roof he know is that generally starry sky A tattered sleeping bag on a concrete slab is his mattress And its too chilly to speak tonight So I simply sit with him as a substitute and suppose How did I discover myself in a better place I am unable to look down on the frown on the other man's face Trigger once I stoop down low, look him sq. within the eye I get a humorous feeling, I simply could be dealing With the face of Christ After sixteen years in a chilly, grey jail yard In some way his coronary heart is comfortable, however protecting easy religion is tough He lays his Bible open on the desk subsequent to me And as I hear his humble prayer I really feel his longing to be free sometime Refrain See you had no alternative which day you'd be born Or the colour of your pores and skin, or what planet you would be on Would your thoughts be sturdy, would your eyes be blue or brown Whether or not daddy could be wealthy, or if momma caught round in any respect So if you end up in a greater place You'll be able to't look down on the frown on the opposite man's face You gotta stoop down low, look him sq. within the eye And get a humorous feeling, 'trigger you could be dealing
How did I discover myself in a greater place I am unable to look down on the frown on the opposite man's face Trigger once I stoop down low, look him sq. within the eye I get a humorous feeling, I simply could be dealing With the face of Christ With the face of Christ, yeah With the face of Christ...