In the land that is plentiful
Where Your streams of abundance flow
Blessed be Your name
Blessed Be Your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed Be Your name
Every blessing You pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say
Blessed be the
name of the Lord
Abraham counted the stars. I count His wonders. The Name above all names. The Source of all that is good, and right, and true. I can't help but sing His praise when I turn my heart's gaze to His throne, which is one of a Father whose love never fails.
- A God who is for me, hears my prayers, is ready to give wisdom when I ask, and He's working all things out for good
- He is in control
- Peace that protects the heart
- Moments that fill up a day in which we share. Slow and patient time, understanding, love, compassion, these qualities of Him I ask for, set my sights on, pray for God to work in me.
- November evening cool air
- soul rest
- heart to hearts with kindred spirits
- Playing horses with a little one
- Andrea's home
- a friend's healing
Ephesians 1:3 All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly realms because we are united with Christ.
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