All Because of Love

God's Warrior · All Because of Love

All Because of Love
Author unknown

Before the very dawn of time
Before the earth was round
Before there was a sight to see
Or what we know as sound

God formed you then, within is His mind
With expertise and care
He planned each detail in advance
He numbered every hair

He picked your very temperament
He planned your every day
He knew exactly what you'd do
And just what you would say

He chose you then to be His own
To live with Him on high
He wrote you on His very palms
The apple of His eye

He made you gifts to pleasure you
To brighten up your eyes
He made the earth, He made the sea
He made the endless skies

To bring you joy, HE made the birds
To see you smile, the flowers
To comfort you when things go wrong
He made the springtime showers

He gave HIS angels a command
To guard in all you do
Because you're precious in His sight
He did all this for you

And when He saw you steeped in sin
With love personified
He cloaked Himself in human flesh
Came down to earth, and died

With His own blood He paid the price
He washed your sins away
With love so great it conquered death
HE rose on the third day

And now He sits upon His throne
In heaven above
He's waiting there to hold you close
And all because of Love

God's Warrior

Reason for Life
Author Unknown.

I don’t know how to say it, but somehow it seems to me;
That maybe we are stationed where God wants us to be.

That the little place I’m filling is the reason for my birth,
And just to do the work I do, He sent me down to earth.

If God had wanted otherwise I reckon He’d have made me
Just a little different, of a worse or better grade.

And since God knows and understands all things on land and sea;
I fancy that He placed me here, just where He wanted me.

Sometimes I get to thinking as my labors I review;
That I should like a higher place, with greater things to do.

But I come to the conclusion when my envying is stilled;
That the post to which God sent me is the post He wanted filled.

So I plod along and struggle in the hope, when day is through;
That I’m really necessary, to the things God wants to do.

And there isn’t any service I can give which I should scorn;
For it may be just the reason, God allowed that I be born!

God's Warrior

The Tender Love a Father Has

The tender love a father has
For all his children dear,
Such love the Lord bestows on them
Who worship Him in fear.

The Lord remembers we are dust,
And all our frailty knows;
Man’s days are like the tender grass,
And as the flower he grows.

The flower is withered by the wind
That smites with blighting breath;
So man is quickly swept away
Before the blast of death.

Unchanging is the love of God,
From age to age the same,
Displayed to all who receive His Son
And reverence His Holy Name.

Those who His gracious gift receive
The Lord will ever bless;
Their children’s children shall rejoice
To see His righteousness.

Author Unknown