A collection of Inspirational verses

[Not-Home-Yet]

This is from a book from a church in Kingaroy in Queensland... I don't know who wrote these verses. As all it says... is that it is A collection of verse, written with the inspiration of the Holy Spirit..... and that it was dedicated to Glen....my Husband and my dearest friend....for his encouragement, support..and untiring love. Then it signed Betty Eyu. Now weather Betty wrote these verses or not I am not sure all I know is that she put this small book together. This book belong to my mum who went to this church, and is now with the Lord I through I would share these verses with you... one day at a time until the book is finished .... Some of you may have read these before because I have share them on another forum .... but they are well worth reading again .... love Jane


The Gentle Voice

Whenever I am fearful, of what may lie ahead,
When tomorrow's far away, and hopes are few
..I listen for the Gentle Voice...of Jesus
...as He Says, 'Don't worry child, I've cleared
the way for you."

In shame, I often look behind, and see the path
is strewn...with pride and hurtful sins where I
have been...The Voice... so full of suffering
...gently whispers, once again... "Look straight
ahead...your past has been redeemed!"

Each fear-filled, faltering footstep, that I
stumble every day...on my journey through
this sin-filled...selfish land...is
strengthen all the way, because THAT Voice
...so full of love...says...''I'm beside you
...let me take your hand''.

When overcome be weariness, unable to go on
...I cry..."Lord tell me... what am I to do?"
...again THAT Voice...so full of love and
tenderness replies... '' Until you're strong
...please let me..... carry YOU

Dear Jesus...may I never fail to recognize Your
Voice...as up and down each hill and dale I
roam....until my journey's over...and You look
at me and say..."My precious child...you're
safe...at last, you're home!"

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Transplanted Roots

Mankind is a forest....each man, a growing
tree...and where our ROOTS are planted...
determines what we'll be.

When worldly goods and pleasures, entice...and
feed our roots...our exterior LOOKS attractive
...with bright plumage...buds, and shoots.

but deep within the brittle trunk...a wood-rot
starts to grow...and feeds upon the very
heart...where sap...and life force flow.

If wood-rot is not treated...it's growth is
swift...and sure...and eats through every
limb and leaf...unless we find THE CURE!
But when our roots are grounded...in Christ
Jesus ...Son of God...no wood-rot can invade
the crop...that grows...in PERFECT SOD!

SO THE CURE for wood-rot is...of course
...rebirth...TRANSPLANTED ROOTS... nourished
by The Holy Spirit...NEW CREATION...Brand
New shoots!

Fertilized with precious food...The Body of
our Lord...great streams of Living waters
are...throughout our deep roots poured.

Then thankful limbs reach up...and trunks bow
low...in praise to God...in the FOREST OF
ETERNAL LIFE...the ground where Jesus trod.

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Hind's Feet
My feet dear Lord...are made of clay,
they're fragile...and they stray,
they often leave the narrow road,
...and take the easy way.

And then dear Lord...in helplessness,
...broken...bruised...and torn,
they stumble...in the darkness,
...repentance, brings the dawn.

Then dear Lord...with eyes fixed on
Your sweet...forgiving face,
they hurry...to the narrow path,
...awash...with Holy Grace.

My heart...and head must be
...dear Lord, in unison...and track
surrendered heart...and mind ...and
will...are NEVER...out of whack!

Please give me feet...like Hind's feet
Lord...so I can strongly tread,
the straight and narrow road where
You are waiting...up ahead

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The Narrow Gate

Enter through 'the narrow gate,'
Although the way is long,
surrender...is the vessel,
and faith will make you strong.

The road to sure destruction...
on the other hand...is broad,
it's big...and wide...and chosen,
by greedy...selfish horde.

who blindly go the worldly way,
and jostle one another...
puffed up with self-importance,
...the call of Christ the smother!

But heaven's golden gate of life
although it's narrow...small,
is found by wise men...safely...
through our Saviour's loving call.

The call to full surrender,
spoken gently... crystal clear,
"Take up your cross...my children,
and daily...follow Me!"

When you enter through that narrow gate,
Christ Jesus...gentle...mild...
the Author of THAT VOICE WILL SAY,
...WELL DONE...MY PRECIOUS CHILD!"

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The Blueprint

When clouds hang dark...and very low...and hope
seems far away...with choices unacceptable...
and few...be still awhile...and look within...
away from earthly din...and asked yourself,
...'NOW WHAT WOULD JESUS DO?"

You look around and see the hurting people
everywhere...searching for a caring friend
today...you reach to help...with word's of love,
encouragement and hope...and ask yourself
... NOW WHAT WOULD JESUS SAY?

This greedy world of sin and pride...crowds in
on every side...temptation's at your front...
and at your back... the cross of Calvary can
take away all fear and doubt...just ask
yourself...NOW HOW WOULD JESUS ACT?"

the way is really up to us...for we alone can
choose...the right way...or the wrong way up
ahead...we have to seek most earnestly...the
way to WIN..or LOSE...Jesus showed us how...
by what he did and said!

The BLUEPRINT is precious life of Jesus,
...Son of God...ETERNAL LIFE, the ultimate
reward... OBEDIENCE,the keyhole...SURRENDER,
perfect key...THE ARCHITECT...is Jesus Christ
...our Lord.

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Trust and obey

Deep down dear Lord...it's very clear...what my
heart wants to do...as I stumble on this rough,
and weary way...to surrender all I am...all
I do...and all I say...to love You Lord...to
trust You...and Obey!

I start each day surrendering...then pride rears
up and says..."you really MUST be in control
today"...but with my eyes on you...Your power
comes flowing through...to love you Lord ..to
trust you...and OBEY!

When earthly fears and worries...cloud my mind
and blur my vision...You lift me high...till
troubles fade away...You hold me so that I
can do...the things I need to do...to love
you Lord...to trust You..and Obey!

I offer all my thoughts dear Lord...and every
deed I do ...I offer every word that I may
say...I dedicate each corner of my heart
...my soul...my life...to love You lord
...to trust You...and Obey!

Loving Lord...please teach me...how to be much
more like You...to follow in the footprints
that You made... You did Your Father's Will...
and on a lonely hill...You loved, dear Lord...
You trusted...and OBEYED!

[whirlwind]

Thank you....beautiful thoughts.

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Thank you whirlwind I am glad you are enjoying these verses ....May God's bless you in many ways.....love Jane

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The Armour

Around my waist...THE BELT OF TRUTH...
God's strength...and power and
might...for only with God's armour
on...will I be strong...to fight!
with RIGHTEOUSNESS my BREASTPLATE
...to shield my heart within...
from negative emotions...that
plant the seed of sin.
with FEET shod with the Gospel Of
Peace...God's special brand...so
in fearful...dark adversity...
I'll strongly...bravely stand.
I hold up high...the SHIELD OF FAITH
...to block the fiery darts...
please deepen...widen...broaden...
lengthen... strengthen...every
part.
Upon my head the HELMET OF SALVATION
...now i don...to shield my mind
from evil thoughts...sins ALWAYS
feeds upon.
It also keeps my mind on You..dear
Jesus...mighty Chief...You lead
the army where I serve...to
fight the unseen thief.
in my hand the only weapon given
...with my armour bright...the
SWORD OF THE SPIRIT...is the Word
of God...to keep things right.
And in my times of great need...
I pray I will recall... the words
of truth...to strike at sin...and
cause 'the foe'...to fall.
Now dressed in all my armour...I stand
...alert...and tall...i surrender
all I do and think and say...please
take it all!
And guide me where You want me...'till
your precious will is done...I stand
nor...at attention...lead me on...
God's Blessed Son!...Amen

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Hurting Heart

With heart bowed low in silent prayer
I ask Our God above...
to send His angels down to earth,
and circle you..with love.

to shield you...protect you,
all through this time of grief
and fill your lonely...hurting heart,
with His pure...special peace.

And may His ministering angels, take
your pain...your grief...your loss,
and leave them...at the blessed feet,
...of Jesus....at the cross.

I've asked God...for a rainbow, to
fill the empty hole...and in
your tear-filled, hurting heart,
..."please put...a pot of gold!

And in it...place the moments,
bright and beautiful...and strong,
the precious...golden memories,
of your love one...who has gone.

Dear friend...my special love, and
thoughts...go with this prayer
today...my heart and spirit cries
for you...as I sincerely pray.

May God...in all His mercy...and
the peace that His love brings...
carry you...above the hurt...up
high...on Eagle's wings!