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Moses

I walked with God, child, from Egypt and back and out once again with my miracle staff.   A basket of reeds, a bush all a-glow, the Red Sea just parted, a snake on a pole.   A mountain trembled with lightning and smoke, two tablet commandments in anger I broke.   Miracles, wonders, and teachings I gave to the people of God, that they may be saved.   Oh, Please walk with God, child! Who knows who you'll lead out of captivity, into belief?   Oh, Please walk with God, child, your face all a-glow, meeting with God, child, His glory to show.  ...

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Burning Bushes

A bush on fire, yet not consumed, catches the eye of all in the room Who can't help but notice? Who could ever miss A heart that's devoted to one's Lord like this? A life on a pyre, a fiery plume, whose only desire--his Lord's renown.   And God speaks there within the flame Sealing our stare, calling our name. Commissioning servants, Revealing His plans, Ennobling the worthless so that they can stand. And stand we where He takes His aim to show His care and love and fame....

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Peter

I walked with God, child, on top of the waves. But in a dark moment I wasn't so brave.   Jesus was taken; I feared for my life. When questioned about Him, I answered with lies.   The rooster then crowed, I wept in my hands. But Jesus still made me a fisher of men.   Oh, Please walk with God, child, when it counts the most. Let your bravery be more than my empty boasts.   Oh, Stand and be counted! Christ surely will save! He'll give you the courage to stand and be brave....

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We are God’s Master Poem

When you look in the mirror what comes to your mind?  Do you see yourself as a masterpiece?  A poem, carefully crafted?  A work of great glory and detail?  A being of importance?   Perhaps when your hair is out of place and your breath smells less than desirable, you can't imagine that any of those nouns and adjectives apply to you.  Me neither!   Perhaps when you sin by ignoring the needs of those closest to you, or angrily lash out at a co-worker, or impatiently grumble at the trials of life, you don't feel like any of those nouns and adjectives apply to you.  And once again, I am right there with you.   Yet in the midst of both our disheveled hair and...

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