_Cracked Pots Heralding So Great a Message

Dear heavenly, gracious Father, How great and awesome is Your Name. How impossible a task it is to ever sufficiently recount the majesty of your grace, the vastness of your glory. Yet you have given such a task to your creation, to testify of Your greatness and the beauty of Your holiness. I thank You dear Lord that You have included such creatures like me in this privilege of witnessing to Your glory. You sought not to let the sparrows of the air herald Your gospel, but You would be just in doing so, nay, they deserve the privilege better than ...

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_Thy Grace

Thy grace is as my blood to me my life, my soul, my end, my start. Thy grace is a song, a melody the very beating of my frail heart. Thy grace is my ever ready strength the very marrow of my feeble bones. Thy grace is not an arm of withered length it reaches and raises in the midst of woes. Thy grace is a ballast for my soul my endless joy in dark unrest. Thy grace is the heavens packed in a scroll in every tittle my soul refreshed.

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_Thy Word

Thy Word is an ocean-full of grace a vast world of unspeakable peace. Thy Word is a hundred rolling waves never ceasing, ever coming rolls of bliss. Thy Word to me is a thousand suns it's brightness never growing dim. Thy Word in Thy dear Beloved Son eternal joys in Him I win.

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