It is now It won’t be tomorrow Or the next day- When I choose to live Free from bad thoughts of any kind I decide to live free like a flying bird Standing on the promises Of my only reason for living My creator and provider
Neither today, Nor tomorrow and all the tomorrows to come Will my life be mine any more And won’t be yours either I belong to him Who loved me to death He who wasn’t ashamed to give his precious son That in him I may be redeemed and justified
I know I was a gentile But He cared less about circumcision by the men What he wanted was for my soul not to perish I love because I was first loved….
It’s so sweet to be in love With assurance that you will never be betrayed Those tough times are an opportunity To exercise your faithfulness to the maximum
To feel the sweetness of a true friend That is ever present And whose ear is always open to my calling And whose gentle arm is always ready to hold me when I bend For I have no promise of breaking All the days of my life As long as I still have Him as my rock I will stand firm and strong Oh how I love your tenderness!- ABBA FATHER
John 8:36 If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.