I woke up with this song on my heart

[Sister Alvear]

I walked one day along a country road,
And there a stranger journeyed, too,
Bent low beneath the burden of His load:
It was a cross, a cross I knew.
Refrain:
“Take up thy cross and follow Me,”
I hear the blessed Savior call;
How can I make a lesser sacrifice,
When Jesus gave His all?
I cried, “Lord Jesus,” and He spoke my name;
I saw His hands all bruised and torn;
I stooped to kiss away the marks of shame,
The shame for me that He had borne.
“Oh, let me bear Thy cross, dear Lord,” I cried,
And, lo, a cross for me appeared,
The one, forgotten, I had cast aside,
The one, so long, that I had feared.
My cross I’ll carry till the crown appears—
The way I journey soon will end—
Where God Himself shall wipe away all tears,
And friend hold fellowship with friend.

[DividedThigh]

i woke up this morning with that old song Im depending on you in my heart, thanks for reminding me sis, dt

[mizpeh]

I woke up Saturday morning with the words of a song I hadn't heard or sung for quite awhile, " I just feel like something good is about to happen. I just feel like something good is on its way....."


I thanked the Lord. It put a smile on my face.

[bishoph]

Mother Alvear, Your son was with us last night and what a service we had. He is a great young man. He will be with us tonight as well the Lord willing, and we are expecting a great time in the Lord again.

You can be very proud of this great young man!

[Barb]

Originally Posted by Sister Alvear

I walked one day along a country road,
And there a stranger journeyed, too,
Bent low beneath the burden of His load:
It was a cross, a cross I knew.
Refrain:
“Take up thy cross and follow Me,”
I hear the blessed Savior call;
How can I make a lesser sacrifice,
When Jesus gave His all?
I cried, “Lord Jesus,” and He spoke my name;
I saw His hands all bruised and torn;
I stooped to kiss away the marks of shame,
The shame for me that He had borne.
“Oh, let me bear Thy cross, dear Lord,” I cried,
And, lo, a cross for me appeared,
The one, forgotten, I had cast aside,
The one, so long, that I had feared.
My cross I’ll carry till the crown appears—
The way I journey soon will end—
Where God Himself shall wipe away all tears,
And friend hold fellowship with friend.

I love this old song, Mother A...

[Falla39]

"Take Up My Cross" was a favorite of mine growing up.

Thinking so much about Sis. Priscilla McGruder and praying for her. The link

posted on AFF last week has had me singing "Heaven Too".

http://www.myspace.com/mcgruders

Blessings,

Falla39