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Look!
I am healed,
My sins,
Though still staining
The white cloth
Of holy, holy, holy,
Are forgiven
Once, and all
A gift
They are no more
Before the face of God.
And so I run back
To where He found me
This very now,
And fall on my face
And hold close His feet
And sing, oh so loud:
"Thanks be to God!"
Luke 17:11-19 |
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2.
Cut Some Rug
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The sad song stopped playing
As He set my feet to dancing,
And I wondered is it enough?
To dance like no one's watching,
Or if I should really cut
some rug,
Not for all eyes to gaze
at me,
But so only He gets the
prize.
Psalm 30 |
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3.
The Man With Nothing
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The man with one coat
Gave thanks to God
He had one.
The man with no food today
Gave thanks to God
He had food yesterday.
The man with no bed to sleep
Gave thanks to God
He had a blanket for his
cover.
But even more, the man with
nothing
Gave thanks to God
For everything.
Wesley's "The Inextinguishable
Blaze,"
pg. 100 |
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4.
Finger on the Ground
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It matters not
What Jesus wrote
With His finger on the ground.
It matters more
What He said
With His words to our hearts:
Then neither do I,
So go,
And leave this life of sin.
It's not that you won't
Ever ever,
Just walk in Him.
Blessing without compare
With thanks forever,
This good news do share.
John 8:1-11 |
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5.
Thank You
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Try this,
Say: "Thank You!"
To God
For everything
All day
And see...
When morning's first
Between parted curtains
Breaks through, "Thank You!"
When yes is all
And the answer's still
No, "Thank You!"
And when it's all good
In the neighborhood,
"Thank You!"
...thanks is more
Than recognizing blessings
Big or small,
Even nothing at all,
It's expressing joy
At the site of His hands
Giving such gifts,
And embracing instead
It's the gesture that lifts.
So, strike up the band
Deep in your heart,
And march to its beat
The neverending song
You were meant to play
All along, "Thank You!" |
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6.
Already There
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On the way to the cross
With no greater love
Than to die for a friend,
I found Jesus
Already there
Having hung to the end.
Now at the foot of death
With no greater thanks
Than to live for Him,
I find Jesus
Already there
Having borne my sin.
And as I step from Calvary
With but one thought
Than to follow near,
I know Jesus,
Having my best in mind,
Is already there.
John 15:13 |
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7.
Can't Thank You Enough
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You
Breathed a breath of life
in me
When only one last was left.
Thank You!
You
Hugged the pieces of my
heart
When first it was oh so
broken.
Thank You!
You
Waited long for my every
return
Each time from You I walked
away.
Thank You!
You
Took home my baby boy
When life here just couldn't
be.
Thank You!
You
Said You would never leave
me
Even when the whole world
tried.
Thank You!
You
Promised me a home in heaven
When everyone else said,
'Go to hell!'
Thank You!
And You
Took the nails meant for
me
When I was steeped deep
in sin.
Thank You!
I was taught
To thank You without ceasing,
But what possible decent
thanks
Could I offer God?
And if the truth be known,
I could spend a lifetime
trying,
And I would only be getting
started...
I simply can't thank You
enough.
1 Thessalonians 2:13, 3:9
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