Grafted

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The blessed man is a well-rooted tree
Planted by free-flowing streams;
It bears its fruit in every season
Its leaves are the deepest green.

The pure, cool streams feeding this tree:
The Word of God, His great delight
It does not leave His mind or His love,
He stands in it by day and night.

We have been grafted into the tree of Israel
We are branches in the Vine
His delight is our life
In Jesus we will abide

The wicked man has no good roots
His branches wither and fall;
He will not stand in the Holy Storm
He won’t join the righteous at all

But every branch grafted into the Vine
Will grow and bear much fruit
The Gardener knows who are His own
He will sanctify them in the truth

We have been grafted into the tree of Israel
We are branches in the Vine
His delight is our life
In Jesus we will abide

2-23-2016

Were It Not

We deserve the fire that burned up Sodom
We are owed the brimstone and the smoke
We are no less wicked, we are no less wrong
It is time to look beyond ourselves for hope

Were it not for Yahweh of Hosts,
Were it not for His One and Only Son:
We would be destroyed in a moment
We would be forever ruined!

He stands with open arms to receive us
His eyes strain to scan the horizon line
His Father-voice commands the joyful feast
In His embrace He says, “You are Mine!”

Were it not for Yahweh of Hosts,
Were it not for His One and Only Son:
We would be destroyed in a moment
We would be forever ruined!

So, come to Him, you weak and heavy-laden
Come to Him and lay your burdens down
Weeping is for only one night staying
But joy comes with morning’s glorious crown

Were it not for Yahweh of Hosts,
Were it not for His One and Only Son:
We would be destroyed in a moment
We would be forever ruined!

10-12-2015

Zephaniah’s Song

The coming Day is fearful:
A dreadful Day of darkness,
A Day of death and destruction,
A Day of trouble and distress.

Seek the LORD, you humble ones;
Turn to Him from your disgrace.
Turn away from evil in you;
Seek righteousness, a hiding place.

Sing for joy! Shout for gladness!
Clap your hands and dance today!
Rejoice with all your heart and soul:
Your Savior takes your sins away!

He makes low the nations’ pride
He stops all their injustice
He purifies even His own
He justifies His righteousness

Sing for joy! Shout for gladness!
Clap your hands and dance today!
Rejoice with all your heart and soul:
Your Savior takes your sins away!

Jesus is a Mighty Warrior
His joyful songs are our peace
Forever we are His delight
His love will bring us quiet rest

9-1-2015

The Forever Word

Holy Pages by Spirit giv’n
Eternal word which will not end;
Apostles, prophets by Him moved
To speak and write what is from above

The grass will wither, the flowers fade
But the word of God will remain
Not a dot, not a stroke of pen
Will pass away, but forever stand

A sharper sword can no man find
Exposing heart, desire, and mind
The glass in which we see our face
Shows our sin and reveals His grace

The grass will wither, the flowers fade
But the word of God will remain
Not a dot, not a stroke of pen
Will pass away, but forever stand

Like a fertile springtime rain
His word will not go forth in vain
But will produce a great harvest
Of souls who are finding Jesus’ rest

The grass will wither, the flowers fade
But the word of God will remain
Not a dot, not a stroke of pen
Will pass away, but forever stand

3-30-2015, rev. 6-18-2015

Praises and Arrows

Psalms 140:7, 144:1-6
Zechariah 9:14

Cover me in the day of war
Train my hands to fight
Clothe me in your holy armor
Let Your Word be my light

You are my strong Deliverer
My shield, I fight secure
Your faithful love is my fortress
Your mercy will endure

Praises to our God!
Arrows to our enemies!
We raise our hands 
In Hallelujahs!
Praises to our God!
Arrows to our enemies!
They raise their hands
In surrender!

Lord, split the heavens and come down
Refine my heart by flame
Strike lightning at my wickedness
For the glory of Your name

O what is man that You should care
And think so much of Him?
Why set eternal love on us
Before the world began?

Praises to our God!
Arrows to our enemies!
We raise our hands 
In Hallelujahs!
Praises to our God!
Arrows to our enemies!
They raise their hands
In surrender!

3-17-2015

** “Praises to our God! Arrows to our enemies!” is taken from Cliff Graham’s excellent book Day of War

Jonah 2

I called to the LORD in my distress
I cried out for help in the belly of Sheol
All Your breakers and waves crash over me
I said, “There is no help for my soul!”

You threw me in the depths of the sea
The current carried me away from life
When the prison doors slammed shut behind me
To Your temple I lifted my eyes

When hope was just a dimming ember
When life’s light was all but gone
You raised my life out of the Pit
Salvation is Yours, and Yours alone

Those who cling to their worthless idols
Throw away your holy, steadfast love
But I will raise my voice in thanksgiving
I will offer up my praises in a song

When hope was just a dimming ember
When life’s light was all but gone
You raised my life out of the Pit
Salvation is Yours, and Yours alone

3-16-15

56

Jesus, You are my light
You are my salvation
Though armies gather for a fight
We call a celebration

When I am afraid, I will trust in You
When I don’t know the way, I will run to You
When my tears flow like the sea:
This one thing I know: God is for me.

Lord, You have written down
All of my sojourning
You have bottled every tear
You’ll make it right in glory

When I am afraid, I will trust in You
When I don’t know the way, I will run to You
When my tears flow like the sea:
This one thing I know: God is for me.

Be gracious to me, O God!
My enemies surround me
I give thanks to You, O God!
With Your love You surround me

When I am afraid, I will trust in You
When I don’t know the way, I will run to You
When my tears flow like the sea:
This one thing I know: God is for me.

3-9-2015

Psalm 50

I don’t need all your offering
I’m not fed with the bulls you bring
What satisfies Me deeper still
Is thankful keeping of My will.

A thousand hills and forests, too
Are there if I ever needed food
I would rather have in its place
A desperate soul crying out for grace

In thundering fire, in flaming storm
With holy glory I’m adorned
My justice sung in heaven above
The one who thanks Me shows Me love

O wicked man, just who are you?
I see all that you’re up to
You like to quote chapter and verse
You think I’ll let you keep getting worse

You won’t be taught, you close your ears
When I speak, you refuse to hear
You’re best friends are rakes and thieves
But I will bring you all to grief

In thundering fire, in flaming storm
With holy glory I’m adorned
My justice sung in heaven above
The one who thanks Me shows Me love

3-3-2015