Do you feel there is no mercy,
With none to comfort you ?
Come there is a hope for the weary,
Jesus will shepherd you.

No life was offered like Jesus,
Nobody careth like him,
Shedding His life - blood for sinners,
Nobody careth like him.

Are  you  now  straitened and trembling,
None to assuage your fear?
He knows the tears you are shedding,
Jesus doth answer  prayer.

When the night hangs upon your soul,
With guilt of carnal mind,
Look to the Lord Who can make whole ,
Jesus the Saviour kind.

When you are smitten with sickness,
Ailing  with racking pain,
Healing doth show forth His goodness,
Jesus doth ever reign.

Future unknown makes all dismal,
And life an empty dream,
He is the way, life eternal,
Jesus -all Heaven's theme.

I fall upon my knees before my alter to pray to our Lord Jesus Christ
As I close my eyes, my mind goes blank
What do I pray for?
I know I must praise him and all his glories, his forgiving ways
I know I should pray to be more like him
But I cannot  
To pray to be more like Him, I have lost that want
What do I pray for?
I know that I am in need  
But will He even now hear since my belief wanes so?
Do I dare be selfish? Do I pray for me?
Do I pray for my own redemption?
Though people say my soul is pure
I know how my soul is tarnished, unclean
Especially since all I can think are selfish thoughts,  and prayers only for me
What do I pray for?    
Do I even dare?

When poets mention the name of Jesus
within their poetic endeavour  
its always worth a read;
simply because the name of Jesus
holds within the spirit of peace
sounded deep from eternity.

O to stand firm here and overcome.
Not with my strength but with Christ.
To never allow evil to change me.
But to always trust in the Great Creator.
To walk in love everywhere I go.
Now this is the life that I want to live.
To love others with Christ perfect love.
Now this is my desire most of all.
To love them with unconditional love.

What went through your mind, oh Wondrous Creator
When as baby Jesus you let out your first cry
Did you know at that moment you were the Savior
Of this fallen world and all of mankind

Did you recognize your mother Mary
And see her as Your special child
Only you God at such tender a moment
Could give us your all at such tender a time

Did your first sight at creation astound you
As you looked through the blur of finite
From the beginning you'd always seen clearly
In the presence of your Fathers light

Did the warmth of God's Spirit surround you
As the December chill settled over the land
Were you holding the hand of the Father
In the transition from Son of God to Son of man

When you heard the first bleat of the lambs
Were your thoughts on being the shepherd of man
That would lead all those gone astray
Did you already know of that day

These are questions that I tend to ponder
On the greatest gift the world's ever known
I will praise you for all of the wonder
The first Christmas that your love, my Savior was born