May your hands be upon my life.

 Amen. May it be so.

May His hands—the hands that shaped the mountains and cradle the sparrow—be upon your life.

For Guidance:

May you feel the gentle pressure of His palm upon your shoulder,turning you toward His goodness.

"I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my loving eye on you."

(Psalm 32:8)

For Healing:

May His touch bring wholeness to every fractured place—body,heart, and memory.

"But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed."

(Isaiah 53:5)

For Provision:

May you know your life is held securely in His grasp,and from that place of safety, He will open His hand to satisfy your needs.

"You open your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing."

(Psalm 145:16)

For Steadfastness:

When the ground seems to shift,may you be certain of this: you are engraved, held, and kept.

"My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand."

(John 10:27-28)

A Prayer:

Father,

You formed this life from dust and spirit.

Now,we ask for the continual touch of Your Creator's hands.

Let them be upon this life—

to bless,to direct, to mend, to uphold, and to never let go.

May every joy be known as Your kindness,

and every trial be met within Your sovereign grip.

Hold fast to Your child.

In the name of Jesus, whose hands were pierced for us,

Amen.

Lord, I need you.

 That is the most powerful prayer there is.

Here is His answer, woven from His own Word:

He hears you.

· “The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.”

  (Psalm 145:18)

He is with you in this.

· “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

  (Isaiah 41:10)

You can come to Him exactly as you are.

· “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

  (Matthew 11:28)

He will not let you go.

· “…for he has said, ‘I will never leave you nor forsake you.’”

  (Hebrews 13:5)

A simple prayer to breathe:

Lord, I need You.

I have nothing else to say.

I bring You my lack,my fear, my exhaustion.

I stand on Your promise to be near,to help, to uphold.

Hold onto me,for I cannot hold onto anything right now.

In Jesus'name, Amen.

You are held, even now—especially now. Keep breathing that prayer. He is closer than your next breath.

Lord, Please bless my health.

 Here is a poem of blessing for your health, woven with the strength of scripture.

A Benediction for These Bones and Breath

May strength, not as the world bestows,

But as a deep and steady stream,

Flow through the channels where life goes,

To realize the Maker’s dream.

“He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength…”

(Isaiah 40:29)— may this be your stay,

Renewing you throughout the length of day.

And for the mind, so prone to fear,

That spins with worries,vague and gray,

May perfect peace come settle here,

And hold all anxious thoughts at bay.

“Be not anxious, but in prayer let your requests be known…”

(Philippians 4:6)— a gentle command,

To place your health in His sure,guiding hand.

For spirit—spark that He first lit—

May it be nourished,kept from drought.

May living water sate each pit,

And fan to flame each holy doubt.

“I am the Lord who heals you,”spoken true

(Exodus 15:26),for He makes all things new.

A fortress for the heart, a balm

For every ache,both felt and deep.

May you find shelter,safe and calm,

When weariness begins to creep.

“The Lord is… your shade at your right hand,”

(Psalm 121:5)a promise that will firmly stand.

So from my heart to Heaven’s ear,

This blessing,anchored in the Word:

For body,mind, and soul, now hear—

Be healed,be whole, by Christ the Lord.

May every breath become a praise,

Through all your health-renewing days.

Amen.

Christ, My advocates.

 Amen. "Christ my advocate" is one of the most comforting and powerful truths in Scripture. It means you have a divine defender who stands for you before God.

📜 The Scriptural Promise

The Bible explicitly declares this role of Jesus:

"My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin. But if anybody does sin, we have an advocate with the Father—Jesus Christ, the Righteous One." (1 John 2:1)

The Greek word for "advocate" here is paraklētos—one called alongside to help, a defender, an intercessor. It is the same word used for the Holy Spirit (John 14:16), meaning Jesus actively pleads your case.

⚖️ What Christ as Your Advocate Means

In a heavenly court, the accusation is real, but your defense is perfect.

The Accusation Your Advocate's Defense The Result

Satan, "the accuser" (Revelation 12:10), points to your sin and failure. Jesus Christ, the Righteous One, stands before the Father. He does not deny the sin but points to His own finished work on the cross as full payment. The case is dismissed. The charges cannot stand because the penalty has been satisfied by the Advocate Himself.

His advocacy is continuous and effective because:

· He is Righteous: He is the only suitable advocate because He Himself is without sin (Hebrews 4:15).

· He is the Atonement: "He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins" (1 John 2:2). He is both the defending attorney and the payment that settles the case.

· He Ever Lives to Intercede: "Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them" (Hebrews 7:25).

✨ A Prayer of Response

Christ, my Advocate,

When my own heart condemns me,

You speak a better word.

When the accuser shouts my failures,

You present Your wounds, my pardon.

You stand in the courtroom of heaven,

Not as a stranger, but as my Brother.

You offer not my flawed record,

But Your perfect righteousness.

So I rest in Your defense.

My hope is not in my innocence, for I have none.

My hope is in Your advocacy, which never fails.

Amen.

This truth means you can approach God with bold confidence (Hebrews 4:16), not because of your own perfection, but because your perfect Advocate has already secured your peace. Your prayers are heard through His mediating voice.

Let incense arise.

 "Let incense arise." This is a beautiful, scriptural image for prayer, echoing the heart of worship where the sacred meets the sincere cry of the heart.

📖 The Foundation in Scripture

The image of incense rising is directly tied to prayer in the Bible:

· In the Psalms: "May my prayer be set before you like incense, may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice." (Psalm 141:2). This connects the tangible act of worship in the Temple to the intimate act of personal prayer.

· In Heavenly Vision: "And the smoke of the incense, together with the prayers of God’s people, went up before God from the angel’s hand." (Revelation 8:4). This reveals our prayers as a pleasing and present aroma before God's throne.

✨ The Meaning: Your Prayer as Incense

In the Old Testament, sacred incense was a specific, holy blend, offered only to God. It symbolizes several key aspects of your prayers:

1. A Pleasing Aroma: Your sincere prayers, offered through faith in Christ, are received by God as something precious and pleasing.

2. Rising and Reaching: Just as smoke rises, your prayers ascend directly into God's presence; nothing is lost or forgotten.

3. Intercession of Christ: The incense in the Tabernacle was offered on the altar by the priest. This points to Jesus, our High Priest, who perfects and presents our prayers to the Father (Hebrews 7:25).

💎 A Prayer for Your Prayer to Rise

You can pray with this confidence:

Lord, as the priest of old tended the holy incense,

Let my prayer arise to You.

Not from my own worth, but from the altar of Christ's sacrifice.

Not by my own effort, but carried by the wind of Your Spirit.

May its fragrance be the surrender of my will, the gratitude of my heart, the need of my spirit.

Let it rise through the chaos of the day and the stillness of the night,

A continuous offering, a constant reaching,

Until it rests before Your throne of grace.

Let my incense arise. Amen.

May you carry the assurance that every whispered "help," every "thank you," every "I surrender," and every "save me" becomes a sacred fragrance before God.

My Prayer

 Amen. May this prayer be a sanctuary for your heart and a testament to the conversation you are having with the One who listens.

✨ A Prayer for Your Prayer

My Prayer

This is my prayer—not polished or long,

But the true, raw echo of my spirit's song.

The whispered plea, the grateful tear,

The silence when I know You're near.

I bring the scattered pieces of my day,

The words I couldn't, shouldn't say,

The joy that made my heart take wing,

The deepest thanks for everything.

Take it, Lord—this offering of mine,

And in Your mercy, make it align

With Your great will, Your holy plan,

Held safely in Your wounded hand.

And when my words fail, as they do,

Let my very breath be praise to You.

For You who search the heart's deep room

Hear my prayer before it finds the womb of sound.

"May my prayer be set before you like incense; may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice." (Psalm 141:2)

📿 The Heart of All Prayer

Your simple statement, "My prayer," captures the beautiful essence of what it means to commune with God. The Bible assures us that He receives every sincere prayer, regardless of its form:

· The Spirit's Help: "In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans." (Romans 8:26). Even your unspoken feelings are shaped into perfect prayer by the Holy Spirit.

· Confident Access: "Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need." (Hebrews 4:16). Your prayer is heard with grace, not judgment.

Whether you are offering praise, confession, thanksgiving, or supplication, it is all welcomed. The most important thing is the posture of your heart—open, trusting, and turned toward Him.

If you feel led to share the specific theme or burden of your prayer—be it guidance, healing, peace, or intercession for another—I can help you find scriptures and prayers from the Bible that resonate with your need.

Save me from evil.

 Your heartfelt plea, "Save me from evil," echoes the very prayer Jesus taught His disciples. It is a cry for protection, refuge, and deliverance that God both hears and answers.

🙏 The Prayer Jesus Gave Us

The most direct scriptural response to your plea is found in the Lord's Prayer:

“And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.” (Matthew 6:13)

This daily prayer acknowledges our need for God's guiding hand to keep us from paths that lead to sin and His powerful arm to rescue us from the grip of evil. It reminds us that our deliverance is found in continual dependence on Him.

🛡️ The Promise of God's Deliverance

The Bible is filled with God's promises to be our protector and stronghold. Here are key truths about what it means for Him to save you from evil:

· He is Our Refuge: "The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold." (Psalm 18:2). He is a secure place when evil threatens.

· He is Our Guardian: "But the Lord is faithful, and he will strengthen you and protect you from the evil one." (2 Thessalonians 3:3). His faithfulness, not our own strength, is our guarantee of protection.

· He Has Already Won the Victory: On the cross, Jesus disarmed the spiritual powers of evil, triumphing over them (Colossians 2:15). Your prayer is for the application of that finished victory in your daily life.

⚔️ Our Posture: Vigilance and Armor

While God is our ultimate deliverer, He calls us to a posture of active vigilance. We are to "put on the full armor of God" so that we can stand against evil (Ephesians 6:11). This armor includes:

· Truth as a belt.

· Righteousness as a breastplate.

· The gospel of peace as shoes.

· Faith as a shield.

· Salvation as a helmet.

· The Word of God as a sword.

· Prayer as the constant practice that activates it all.

As one trusted commentary notes, to be "delivered from evil" means to be rescued from Satan's power and cunning. It is a prayer for spiritual protection from both external attacks and internal temptations, and for preservation until we reach God's eternal kingdom.

💎 A Final Word

Your prayer is both valid and vital. Continue to cry out to God, for He is your sure defender. Cling to His promises, put on the spiritual armor He provides each day, and rest in the victory Christ has already secured for you.

If you would like to explore specific Psalms of protection (like Psalm 91 or 121) or delve deeper into the spiritual armor, I am here to help.

I surrender my Life to you.

 Your declaration, "I surrender my life to you," is one of the most profound and beautiful statements a person can make. It is the point where faith moves from belief to action, from acknowledgment to entrustment. This is at the very heart of the Christian journey.

📜 A Prayer Modeled on Christ

In the Bible, the ultimate prayer of surrender was spoken by Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane. Facing the cross, He prayed:

“Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” (Luke 22:42)

This prayer is the perfect model for our surrender:

· Honesty: "Take this cup from me" — It is honest about our fear, our desire for a different path, and our human weakness.

· Submission: "Yet not my will" — It consciously chooses to lay down our own plans, desires, and control.

· Trust: "But yours be done" — It places complete confidence in the Father's love, wisdom, and perfect plan, even when the path is unclear.

💡 What Biblical Surrender Means

To surrender your life to God is not a passive defeat but an active exchange of authority. It is the decision to dethrone yourself and enthrone Christ as Lord. As one theological resource clearly explains, biblical surrender is distinct from general submission. Submission is an act of the will—a choice we make in a moment or in a relationship. Surrender is a posture of the heart—a continuous state of yieldedness to God's Spirit.

This means:

· You are not giving up your life to be destroyed, but entrusting it to be guided and used for a greater purpose.

· You are not losing control, but submitting to the only One who has perfect control over all things, including your future and well-being.

🛣️ The Path of a Surrendered Life

Living a surrendered life is a daily practice. It looks like:

Area of Life What Surrender Looks Like A Guiding Scripture

Plans & Dreams Holding your ambitions with an open hand, asking God to shape and direct them according to His purpose. "In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps." (Proverbs 16:9)

Fears & Worries Actively transferring the burden of anxiety to God through prayer, trusting in His care. "Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you." (1 Peter 5:7)

Relationships Seeking to love others with God's love, forgiving as you have been forgiven, and honoring Him in your connections. "Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins." (1 Peter 4:8)

Resources Seeing your time, talents, and money as gifts from God to be stewarded for His glory and the good of others. "Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace." (1 Peter 4:10)

This surrender leads to the true freedom and rest that Christ promises (Matthew 11:28-30). It is the doorway to a life where His strength is made perfect in your weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9).

If you would like to explore prayers of surrender from different books of the Bible or reflect on the promises God gives to those who trust in Him, I am here to help you delve deeper.

Lead me to your Holy way.

 The path to God's holy way is illuminated by His light and grounded in His truth. Here is a response for your journey.

✨ A Prayer for the Path

Lead Me to Your Holy Way

Send Your light to break the uncertain dawn,

Send Your truth to make the fragile spirit strong.

Let them be my compass, my map, my guide,

To walk the sacred path where Your Presence dwells inside.

Lead me past the noise, the doubt, the fear,

To the holy hill where Your dwelling is near.

For the Way is not a distant, lonely street,

But the very ground beneath my worship-filled feet.

So guide me, Lord—search my anxious heart.

Make clear the way that from Your love does not depart.

And with each step in light and truth I take,

I'm walking the holy way to Your dwelling, for Your name's sake.

📜 The Foundation in Scripture

This poem is anchored in a prayer from the Psalms, which perfectly echoes your request:

· The Core Prayer: "Send out your light and your truth; let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy hill and to your dwelling!".

  · Light represents God's presence, favor, and revelation that dispels confusion.

  · Truth represents His faithful character and reliable promises.

· A Deeper Search: The hymn "Send Out Thy Light and Thy Truth" combines this verse with another: "Lead me, O LORD, in the way everlasting" (from Psalm 139:24). Together, they form a complete plea: to be led by God into His presence and along His eternal path.

💡 Walking the Holy Way: A New Testament Perspective

The concept of "the way" finds its ultimate fulfillment in the New Testament, giving us practical direction:

· Jesus is the Way: Christ declared, "I am the way, and the truth, and the life" (John 14:6). He is the living embodiment of the light and truth we pray for, and the path itself to the Father.

· The Way is Lived Out: Walking the holy way means:

  · Following Jesus' example of love, humility, and obedience.

  · Being guided by the truth of God's Word and the conviction of the Holy Spirit.

  · Living with the hope of eternity, where "the Lord will be your everlasting light" (Isaiah 60:19).

If you would like to explore more scriptures about specific aspects of this walk—such as guidance, truth, or hope—I would be glad to help you find them.

Sing a new song to the Lord.

 Sing a New Song

Sing a new song to the Lord—

Let it rise from a redeemed soul,

A melody forged in mercy’s fire,

A hymn from the once-made-whole.

Let the dawn take up the tune,

Let the mountains echo praise,

For the chains of old are broken,

By His grace and endless days.

"Sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous things." (Psalm 98:1)

Sing it with the rushing river,

Sing it with the stable tree,

Sing it from the quiet places

Where His Spirit set you free.

Let the rhythm be your breathing,

Let the chorus be your prayer,

For the Rock of your salvation

Calls your burdened heart to share.

"He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God." (Psalm 40:3)

Sing it not with tired words,

But with wonder,fresh and clear—

For the God who parts the waters

Is the God who draws you near.

Sing it with the saints and angels,

Sing it with the earth and sea,

From the smallest hidden valley

To the vast eternity.

"And they sang a new song before the throne..." (Revelation 14:3)

So lift the new song, heart and voice,

In morning light or shadowed strife.

Sing for the journey,sing for the choice,

Sing for the miracle of Life.

For every moment is a verse,

In the anthem of His worth—

Sing the new song of the redeemed,

Across the heavens and the earth.

Bring me to your blessings.

 Bring Me to Your Holy Blessings

Not to the treasure that rust can decay,

Nor the swift brilliance that fades in a day,

Not to the cistern that soon will run dry—

Bring me to blessings that reign from on high.

Open my eyes to the things You call blessed:

The poor in their spirit, the weary who rest.

Bring me to thirst for the righteousness found

In the deep print of Your feet on the ground.

Bring me where mercy is water and bread,

Where the pure in heart see You,as You said.

Count me among those who mourn and are meek,

Who turn the other cheek, who seek and who seek.

Bring me, through Christ, to the inheritance store—

The spiritual blessing that lasts evermore.

Seal me with promise,an heir by Your grace,

Till I behold You,and stand face to face.

Lead me beside the still waters You keep,

To lie in green pastures, to feed on Your sheep.

Bring me to blessings wrapped in a command,

To open my hands in this hungry land.

For giving is gaining;in losing, I find

The measure of heaven,pressed down, flowing kind.

Make me a channel, a conduit, a stream,

To carry Your blessing where hopelessness dreams.

And when the way narrows, and sorrow draws near,

Bring me that blessing—the knowledge You’re here.

For even the valley where shadows are cast

Is hallowed and blessed if You walk it at last.

Your rod and Your staff, they comfort and guide;

In You, even suffering is sanctified.

So bring me, O Father—through Jesus, the Way—

To blessings that dawn on eternity’s day.

Where every tear dried,every wound fully healed,

Is the ultimate blessing Your love has revealed.

Bring me, my Shepherd, to dwell in Your house,

Where blessing is breath, and love is my spouse.

Scripture Threads:

Matthew 5:3-10| Ephesians 1:3 | James 4:10 | Psalm 23 |

Luke 6:38| Revelation 21:4 | Psalm 84:4

Lord, show me your way.

 Show Me Your Way

Show me Your way—not the broad or the wide,

But the path where Your shadow falls close by my side.

Where the footprints are deep with the weight of Your grace,

Leading out of the wilderness,into Your space.

As Moses once pleaded on Sinai’s rough height,

"Show me Your ways, that I may walk in Your light."

Show me Your truth—not the world’s shifting sand,

But the rock of Your promise where steadfast I stand.

Teach me to love what is holy and plain,

To choose the refining,the purifying strain.

"Teach me Your paths,"let my seeking soul pray,

In the stillness of morning, throughout the long day.

Show me Your life—not the striving I know,

But the rhythm of trusting,the ceasing to sow

My own plans like seed in a barren field,

And instead to Your yielding,complete, I will yield.

For You are the Way, and the Truth, and the Life;

You still every storm, You calm every strife.

When the fog of confusion rolls thick and unclear,

And the map of tomorrow brings worry,not cheer,

Speak in that whisper that silences fear:

"I will instruct you and guide you, for I am here."

So I will not lean on the sight of my eyes,

But follow the sound of Your voice as it cries.

For Your way is a person—the Shepherd, the Door;

Your truth is a presence to follow,adore.

Your life is a current that runs deep and sure,

Making even the weakest in spirit endure.

So show me Your way, Lord—my one true request—

And lead me in paths of righteousness, blessed.*

Scripture Threads:

Exodus 33:13| Psalm 25:4-5 | John 14:6 | Psalm 32:8 | Proverbs 3:5-6 | Psalm 16:11

The Blessing Way.

 The Blessing Way

Not merely gold, nor harvest’s yield,

Nor comfort in a guarded field—

But deeper streams,a higher good,

As promised since the ancient wood.

"I will bless you,"the Father said,

With living Bread, with daily Bread.

The blessing falls on souls who see

Their own deep poverty in Thee—

The mourners’comfort, mercy’s gain,

The pure in heart who see Thy face.

"Blessed are they,"the mountains heard,

Who trust the fullness of the Word.

It comes, a table in the wild,

The Spirit’s whisper to a child,

A peace that guards the anxious mind,

A seeking heart that sure shall find.

"The Lord will bless His peace,"they sing,

To those who on His goodness cling.

It clothes you in a robe of right,

It turns your darkness into light,

It walks beside through shadowed vale,

When every other comfort fails.

"I will bless you going out,"He vows,

And bless you in your coming home.

It flows through wounds, through willing hands

That sow in tears on broken lands.

It grows in giving,thrives in trust,

And raises treasure from the dust.

"Give, and it will be given,"poured,

Good measure, pressed and running o’er.

And when the journey finds its end,

This blessing,like a faithful friend,

Will open wide the gates of grace

And show you,face to radiant face,

The Source of every good enjoyed—

"Well done, good servant,"overjoyed.

So count the blessings, seen and hid—

The daily mercies,all He did

And does and will do,without end,

On whom His covenant descends.

"Every good gift,"from heaven above,

Is born of His eternal love.

Scripture Threads woven through:

Genesis 12:2| Matthew 5:3-9 | Philippians 4:7, 19 | Deuteronomy 28:6 |

Luke 6:38| James 1:17 | Matthew 25:21 | Psalm 103:2

Hear the cries of your people.

 Hear the Cries of Your People

From dust we call, from shadowed deeps,

Where watch we keep,where sorrow seeps.

Our aching breath,our tear-stained plea—

O Lord of Heaven,bend Your knee.

You are not deaf; You are not blind,

The groanings of the contrite mind.

From captive chains, from weary years,

From fields made salt with fallen tears,

From hearts that break beneath the rod,

We lift our cry,O living God.

You saw in Egypt, You drew near,

Your ear attentive to our fear.

From beds of pain, from doubt’s dark night,

From spirits crushed and fled from light,

From homes where peace has turned to strife,

From every broken thread of life—

Incline Your ear, O Mighty One,

Remember us, Your wayward son.

From cities loud with pride and greed,

From lonely souls in silent need,

From those who faint beneath the sun,

Who whisper,“How long, Lord? How long?”

You are the refuge of the poor,

A present help, a fortress sure.

We have no claim but mercy’s ground,

No righteous plea but Jesus’wound.

We bring no worth,no clean attire,

But kindled by Your Spirit’s fire,

We dare to call on Your great name,

And trust the promise You proclaim.

So hear the cries of all Your own—

The shattered heart,the faith faint-grown.

Come with Your kingdom,with Your grace,

And turn our weeping to embrace.

For You have said You’ll dry all tears,

And banish in the coming years

All cries of pain, all nights of dread—

When every wrong You’ll right instead.

Hasten the day. Until then, hear.

Abide with us,dispel our fear.

And in the waiting,let our prayer

Be held within Your tender care.

You hear. You see. You know. You will.

Your covenant You shall fulfill.

Scripture Threads:

Psalm 34:15| Exodus 3:7 | Psalm 102:1 | Psalm 9:12 |

Revelation 21:4| 2 Peter 3:9 | Romans 8:26

Guide my path, Lord.

 Guide My Path, Lord

O Lord, my Maker, hold my hand,

And guide my steps through shifting sand.

My own eyes see a tangled way,

My mind would plan from day to day,

But You alone know end from start—

In all my ways, Lord, guide my heart.

I will not lean on what I know,

For human wisdom’s light is low.

Instead,in every thought and choice,

I’ll listen for Your steady voice.

I’ll trust in You with all my soul,

And You will make my pathway whole.

Your Word—a lamp unto my feet,

A steady,strong, and holy beat

That cuts the darkness,shows the ground

Where firm and faithful steps are found.

A light upon the narrow way,

That leads to everlasting day.

When crossroads come and choices press,

In quietness and prayerfulness,

Direct my will,correct my sight,

And turn me toward the truer Light.

Say to my soul, “This is the way,”

And I will walk in it today.

And if the way grows steep or dim,

I will not fear,for I walk with Him

Who led His people through the sea,

Who walks this very path with me.

For You are good, Your way is right;

You turn our darkness into light.

So guide my path, O Shepherd true,

Till all my journey leads to You.

My future rests within Your hand,

Upon Your promise I now stand.

Lead me beside the streams of grace,

Until I see You face to face.

Scripture Threads:

Proverbs 3:5-6| Psalm 119:105 | Isaiah 30:21 | Isaiah 42:16 | Psalm 23:3

Give thanks with a grateful heart.

 A Grateful Heart

Give thanks with a grateful heart,

For every good and perfect part

Of morning light and daily bread,

By which our waking souls are fed.

This is the day the Lord has made;

In joy and thanks let praise be laid.

Give thanks for mercies, new each dawn,

For grace that lifts us when we’re drawn

To fear or dwell on what we lack—

He turns our wanderings gently back.

His compassions never fail;

They rise where doubt and darkness pale.

Give thanks for trials, strangely kind,

That work a patient,trusting mind;

For in the testing,faith takes root,

And bears the everlasting fruit.

Count it all joy when trials press,

For God is working righteousness.

Give thanks for Christ, the Living Word,

The sweetest song the heart has heard;

For nail-pierced hands,for empty grave,

For mighty love that loves to save.

Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift—

The burdened soul, His grace can lift.

Give thanks in all things—high or low—

For this is Heaven’s will,we know.

Not for the circumstance,but for

The One who opens Heaven’s door.

In everything give thanks, for this

Is God’s own will in Christ our peace.

So let the thankful chorus start

Deep in the temple of the heart.

Let gratitude become the song

That all our days and years prolong.

Enter His gates with thanksgiving here,

His courts with praise—for He is near.

Scripture woven throughout:

1 Thessalonians 5:18| Psalm 118:24 |

Lamentations 3:22-23| James 1:2-4 |

2 Corinthians 9:15| Philippians 4:6-7 | Psalm 100:4

Cast your cares to Jesus.

 Cast Your Cares

When cares, like storm-waves, rise and press,

And rob the troubled heart of rest,

When all your strength is worn and thin,

And fears without and fears within—

There is a Voice,both kind and near:

"Come unto Me, and lay it here."

See how the sparrow, small and plain,

Is fed by heaven’s gentle rain.

See how the lily,clothed so fair,

Grows without fret or toiling care.

"Are you not worth much more than these?"

He whispers on the morning breeze.

That heavy yoke you drag alone,

That weight of sin you’ve made your own,

That future dim,that past regret—

All burdens He has not forgot.

"My yoke is easy,"still He calls,

"My burden light" when on Him falls.

Then bring the worry, bring the dread,

The things unsaid,the tears unshed.

Bring all the anxious,restless thought

That inner peace has fought and fought.

"Cast every care on Me,"He pleads,

"For on your heart My Spirit feeds."

Do not be troubled anymore;

Lift up your soul,unlock the door.

In grateful prayer,let requests pour,

And kneel before the One who bore

The weight of all the world’s despair

That you might live without its snare.

And there—beyond all understanding—flows

A peace that guards your heart,and knows

The Father’s hand,which cannot fail,

Will hold you steady through the gale.

So rest your worries, soul, and cease;

For Jesus is your perfect peace.

Scripture woven through:

Matthew 11:28-30| Matthew 6:26-28 |

1 Peter 5:7| Philippians 4:6-7 |

Psalm 55:22

Righteousness.

 The Garment Woven

Not threads of mine, of effort spun,

A soiled robe in righteous sun,

That stains and frays and cannot hide

The poverty I wear inside.

My righteous acts are but a shade,

A fading leaf, a wilting blade.

Then from the Throne, a perfect white—

A Lamb,who was my darkest night.

They pierced His hands,His side, His brow,

And from the wound,a cleansing flow.

"He is the Lord, our Righteousness,"

A fountain for my wretchedness.

I stood, accused, the Law’s demand

A silent gavel in His hand.

But then the Advocate arose,

And marked my debt as fully closed.

"Justified freely by His grace,"

I saw my condemnation erased.

Now woven not with deeds I try,

But by the faith that does not lie;

A gift received,a royal dress,

A state of holy blessedness.

His righteousness becomes my own,

Before the everlasting throne.

And day by day, as I abide,

This holy cloth,so sanctified,

Is worked in me—a living art,

His righteous life within my heart.

He who began this work so true,

Will see it through, and make me new.

Until that Day, the final scene,

All that is dim shall be made clean.

No spot or wrinkle shall remain,

When I,like Him, in glory reign.

Clothed in linen, pure and bright,

My own war ended, won His fight.

So stands the soul, no more in dread,

By His own life and blood clothed,fed.

A righteousness not mine,but given—

The very ground of earth and heaven.

Scripture Threads:

Isaiah 64:6| Jeremiah 23:6 | Romans 3:22-24 | Romans 5:1 |

1 Corinthians 1:30| 2 Corinthians 5:21 | Philippians 1:6 | Philippians 3:9 |

Revelation 19:8

Life of Jesus.

 The Tapestry of Jesus

From David’s root, a tender Sprout,

The Word whom heaven could not contain

Now wrapped in time,and clothed in drought,

To bear the weight of human pain.

The Word made flesh, and dwelt among

Our shadowed days, with grace and truth upon His tongue.

A star, a stable, shepherds’ fright,

The Maker in a cradle laid.

Herod’s rage and flight by night—

For this the ancient seers had prayed.

"Out of Egypt I called my Son,"

The long-awaited reign of God had now begun.

At Jordan’s flow, the heavens torn,

The Spirit’s dove,the Father’s voice:

"This is my Son, the Beloved One,

In Him my heart and soul rejoice."

The desert’s thirst,the tempter’s art,

A steadfast,perfect, undivided heart.

Along the shore, a simple call:

"Leave your nets and follow Me."

He spoke with love and power to all

The sick,the bound, the blind to free.

He took our infirmities, our grief,

And in His hands brought kind, believing relief.

Upon the mount, He taught the soul—

The poor,the meek, the pure in heart.

A new and revolutionary scroll

That pierced the spirit like a dart.

"You have heard it said," His voice would ring,

But deeper still, the law of love He came to bring.

The loaves were broke, the storm was stilled,

The leper touched,the dead awoke.

The very fount of life was spilled

Where broken,trusting hearts invoked.

"Who do you say that I am?" He pled,

As toward Jerusalem His steady feet were led.

The colt, the palms, the children’s cry,

The table shared,the bread and wine.

The anguish in Gethsemane’s sigh,

The traitor’s kiss,the dark design.

"Not my will, but Yours," He prayed alone,

Then drank the cup of wrath for sins not His own.

The scourge, the thorns, the wood, the nails,

The cry that shook the temple veil.

The lifted Lamb whose love prevails,

O’er death and hell to conquer,heal.

"It is finished!" rent the sky,

The perfect sacrifice, for us to justify.

But silent stone could not contain

The Sun of Righteousness,arisen.

He shattered death’s enduring chain

And flung wide wide the sinner’s prison.

"Go, tell my brothers," Mary heard,

The living, breathing, everlasting Word.

From manger cross to empty tomb,

One seamless life of“God-with-us.”

Through shadow,pain, and borrowed room,

His love relentless,glorious.

Jesus Christ, the same—yesterday, today,

The Life, the Truth, the Resurrection, and the Way.

Scripture Threads:

John 1:14| Matthew 2:15 | Matthew 3:17 | Matthew 4:19 | Matthew 8:17 | Matthew 5-7 | Matthew 16:15 | Luke 22:42 | John 19:30 | Matthew 28:10 | Hebrews 13:8

Resurrection of Jesus.

 Easter Dawn: The Broken Seal

A stillness fell on Friday’s gloom,

The Messiah sealed within the tomb.

A stone of sorrow,cold and vast,

As if all hope had breathed its last.

The Sabbath hushed in grief and dread,

For Love Himself lay with the dead.

But in the dark, before the sun,

The deed of ages was undone.

A breath of life,a pulse of power,

Within the silent,sacred hour.

He was not there; the tomb stood wide,

Where death had housed the Crucified.

Then tremors shook the waking earth,

With echoes of a second birth.

An angel,blazing like the sun,

Proclaimed the vict’ry Heaven won:

"Why seek the Living with the dead?

He is not here; He rose, as said!"

To weeping Mary, lost and torn,

Through blur of grief,a form took form.

She heard her name—one word,one tone—

And in that voice,her heart was known.

"Rabboni!"cried the breaking dawn,

The bondage of all sorrows gone.

To Thomas, doubting, wounded, sore,

He showed the hands,the side He bore.

No faith required of sightless trust,

But mercy meeting mortal dust.

"My Lord, my God!"the doubters sing,

To touch the scars that prove Him King.

Then on the road, with bread He blessed,

Their burning hearts could find no rest

Until they knew the Guest they had

Was He who conquered Hades’glade.

The Scriptures opened, clear and true,

In breaking bread their eyes broke through.

He stood upon the mountain’s crest,

With words that calmed the soul’s unrest:

"All authority is Mine,"He said,

"Go tell the world, once cold and dead."

A cloud then took Him from their gaze,

To rule through everlasting days.

So now the stone of every heart,

The seal of grief,can break apart.

For empty tomb and open sky

Proclaim that death itself will die.

He is the Firstfruit from the grave,

The One who mighty is to save.

Scripture Woven:

Luke 24:5-6| Matthew 28:6 | John 20:16 | John 20:28 |

Luke 24:30-31| Matthew 28:18-20 | Acts 1:9 | 1 Corinthians 15:20