A collection of Inspirational verses

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Healing Prayer

At the feet of Gentle Jesus,
Who alone...can intercede,
I kneel in supplication,
...to heal you...in your need.

To Lift you high, and shield you,
from the things that cause you pain,
and hold you in His mighty arms,
till you are whole again.


I pray He fills your heart and mind,
with bright blue...sunny days,
and chases all your cares away,
with brilliant...rainbow rays.

And may His special angels,
and His Holy Spirit Dove,
Overflow you...with His perfect peace,
and circle you...with love...Amen!

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My Banner Overhead

Freely handed to me....by my Sovereign God
above...a banner...unconditional ... His
pure, and perfect LOVE.
A banner...strong and mighty...the foe just
CAN'T destroy...a great and
wonderful...my banner...edged with Joy.
In awe I see His hand ...His blessings
never cease...beneath my mighty banner...
I find...His perfect Peace.
When I hurry...and I run ahead...I know I'm
losing ground...but back beneath my banner,
...PATIENCE settles...all around.
And when I lose direction, in rebellion...pride
and blindness...with repentance...neath my
banner...is God's GOODNESS and His kINDNESS.
my great and mighty Sovereign Lord...with
Thankful heart I see...Your FAITHFULNESS,
...my banner...GENTLESS...enfolding me.
To help me in my daily walk...and soothe
my acting soul...He guides my banner so
I'll learn...the art of SELF-CONTROL!
The self-control of Jesus...Who died...so I
might live...His cross...my banner's
center-post...He gave all He could give!
This Jesus Christlike, Spirit Fruit...that
keeps my spirit fed...my mighty God
supplied within...MY BANNER...OVERHEAD.

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The Oasis

As a lonely desert traveler, drags his weary body
on ...across the scorched and endless...hot...
dry sand...looking for cool springs of a
water cooled oasis...in a hard and cruel and
painful...desert land.
So a lost and lonely traveler drags his thirsty
spirit on across a trouble...sin-filled...
earthbound road...looking for The Spring...of
an Oasis...water filled...to rest awhile, and
shed heavy load.
He pants, with such a burning thirst, that words
cannot describe...a thirst that cannot...will
not...be denied...a thirst that screams for
water...from the precious Well of life...to
Satisfy heart longings...deep inside.
When hope revives...tiny streams of water...sweet
and cool...trickle down the dry, parched throat
until...with sudden...deep awareness...comes
the measure of THE THIRST...and the recognition
...of a void...unfilled!
And then the wise man understands...he CANNOT
walk alone...or his burning thirst will stay
unsatisfied...his only COOL OASIS...where The
Living Waters flow...is Jesus...and the
Cross on which He died.

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The Awesome weapon

There's a fearful...awesome weapon...lying just
beyond the lips...it can crush a dream...or
cause a heart to break..with the heat of an
inferno...needing just a tiny spark...for a
raging forest fire...to create.

Which each...unrepented sin...lies within
our heart...the weapon has arsenal at hand
...to use just where it will...to hurt...to
main...to kill...at each unguarded...pride
produced command.

Dear Lord...it doesn't matter...how much pain it
cause me...please probe each deadly sin I
hide within...the darkness corners of my heart.
...each and every loaded dart...'till my
spirit gleams and sparkles...like a pin.

I prayerfully beseech You...place a sentry at my
lips...keep the words inside...until the job
is done keep the FEARFUL WEAPON still,
...waiting for Your perfect will...'till the
fiery...sin-filled battle has been won.

Then dear Lord, I pray You will...this empty
weapon fill...with seeds of loving words...and
praises sung...so a harvest will be seen...
everywhere MY weapon's been...from the time
that You disarm...and tame...My tongue!

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Cobwebs

Cobwebs reach across the path...and...seem to hang
in space...they tangle unsuspecting feet,
...that run this earthly race.

with many sticky...silken threads...that grip
and hold us fast...the beauty of the structure,
...takes the eye...but doesn't last.

We don't recognize the danger...or see the trap
...that's set...we reach for all the treasures,
...in the cobwebs's fearsome net.

Around us all are cobwebs...that draw us deeply
in...with treasures of the earthy kind...each
one...a trap of sin.

Stuck fast...all our possessions...become a joyful
loss...when we realize salvation lies...with
Jesus...at the cross.

Then with His loving...Gentle arms...our Saviour
pulls us free... to use His Name...destroying
every cobweb that we see.

Our Saviour died upon a cross...to crush our
enemy...Satan's cobweb now lies shattered...
...we can Claim...THE VICTORY!

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Charted Course

Life is like a river,
our course is centre-stream,
and just below the waterline,
lie rocks...and snags unseen.

If we struggle, and we thrash about,
and try to take the lead,
we hit the hidden obstacles,
we hurt...we cut...we bleed.

We do not see the greater plan,
or know what's round the bend,
for only God can chart a course,
...through Jesus Christ, our friend.

So float above the current,
as it takes you on your way,
assured that God Is in control,
each hour...of every day.

don't mind the snags and craggy rocks,
...just look on every bend,
as a new...exciting venture,
with a faithful...loving friend.

He will guide you safely through the
rapids...and waterfalls,
with faith...your watertight canoe
...and Jesus...with the oars!

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Three-Course-Meal
Our Body needs a three-course-meal...............................Love
...to keep it running clean, with
solid meat and vegetables, and.......................................Wisdom
last of all ... ice-cream.
to balance right...our intake...must..................................Joy
in proportion be...the right amount
of every one...is really necessary.....................................Knowledge
Our spirit...upward turns to God...
to find it's three-course-meal..........................................Peace
though it doesn't feed on earthly
food...it's hunger's just as real.........................................Faith
Meat and vegies are exactly what...
our earthly body needs...FRUIT OF...................................Patience
THE SPIRIT is the food...on which
our spirit feeds............................................. ................Healing
With ice-cream smooth, our body then
...is full...and satisfied...our................................... .........Goodness
spirit's creamy ice-cream...
SPIRITUAL GIFTS...our God.............................................Miracles
supplied.
If our spirit only feeds on daily........................................Kindness
vegetable and meat...unproductive
then perhaps we'd be lacking..........................................Prophecy
confidence...and heat.
And if we feed our spirit, ice-cream................................Faithfulness
only...every day...we'd be noisy...
clanging cymbals...frighten................................ .............Discernment
everyone away!
If we carefully balance out the meal................................Gentleness
...each FRUIT...and precious GIFT...
in a symphony of glorious song........................................Tongues
our spirit will heavenward lift.
so gracious Lord, I pray to You......................................Self-control
please make me strong and real, so
that every mouthful that I take......................................Interpretation
...becomes...a THREE-COURSE-MEAL!

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Sermon...On the Mount

Man has no way of knowing...to make each
moment count...'till Jesus stood...and handed
us...His Sermon...on The Mount!
So many times, we fail to see...the way that we
should go...but when we read the words He
spoke...we very clearly know.
Alone I cannot hope to be, the person I should
be...but with Holy Spirit guidance...I can be
...a better me!
When Life seems dark and gloomy, and I cannot
find a smile...I turn to YOU for strength,
dear Lord...to go...THAT EXTRA MILE.
when love one's anger cause pain, and solace
I would seek...help me smile...and
lovingly...just turn the other cheek.
when enemies surround me, I fear I will
fall...help me to withstand the onslaught...
and love them...through it all.
Let me give...not reach to get...just as YOU
would do...when asked for one, I want to say,
"TAKE NOT JUST ONE...BUT TWO!
When a fellow-traveler hurts, dear Lord, and
needs a loving smile...let me show my hand
in friendship... help HIM go...THE EXTRA MILE!
may each day I live, be crammed so full...with
EXTRA MILES that count...because I learned my
lessons at...Your SERMON ON THE MOUNT!
...the extra mile.

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I'm Grafted

God gave His Chosen people...A pure and perfect
Vine...the body of our precious Lord...His
Blood... the brand new wine.

Now even if a wayward branch grows wild...and
bears no fruit...THE VINE itself, can never
die...God-centered is IT'S root.

God gave THE VINE ...His only Son...to help me
get it right... and by his grace...He grafted
me...into His source of light!

So I can be a child of God... and faithful...
fruitful grow...an heir to His great kingdom
...because He loves me so.

Lord, fill me with Your Holy Word...the food for
which I yearn...let streams of Living Water
quench...this thirst within...that burns.

And when I falter, precious Lord...not yielding
any crop...be patient...closely prune me Lord,
...but please...DON'T CUT ME OFF!

Keep me firmly...tightly grafted...'till with
laden arms I bring...a crop to make you glad
...you grafted Me...my Lord...and King.

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Bricks of Bitterness

A little girl climbed happily, upon her father's
knee...he was busy...so he pushed the child away
...at once she felt rejected, she never understand
.... and a BRICK OF BITTERNESS was formed that day.
It settled deep within her heart...forgotten...for
a time... more resentment in her heart were left to
lay...until brick by tiny brick...a wall began to
grow...a wall that would grow higher...every day.
Afraid of all the people, who might hurt her once
again... she hid her need for love so none could see
...she KNEW she was unloved...her daddy Told her
so... that busy day he pushed her...off his knee.
so many years she longed for love...she never let
it show...nobody got too close...she stood apart
...but God...in all His mercy...His goodness...and
His grace...reach down, and touched her walled-up
hardened heart.
Then Jesus said, "...My little one, come to my open
arms...they'e waiting...and in THEM you will find
peace...together we will break down...one by one
...each bitter brick...and replace them with love
that will not cease."
In deep remorse, she bowed her head, and cried,
...Forgive me Lord, please show me how to live...
and show me how to give...and show me how to love
...as you do!
And when I see another...who's too busy to be loved
... let me walk with him... and share his heavy load
...let me die to self I pray...and serve YOU Lord,
each day...on this long and weary...pride-filled
...earthly road.
And when my journey's through...I will hurry Lord
...to You...what a day of thanks and praise THAT
day will be...in Your eyes, great love I'll see
...as I sit, with spirit free...safe and fast...and
home at last...upon Your knee!"