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Every Single Day
10/28/06 Honorable Mention in Monty's Traditional Poetry Contest - 2K Gps
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I need You every single day, in a close and personal way,
Taking me by Your strong hand, to escort me to that Promised Land.
Keeping evil far away, I run to Jesus' arms to stay.
Helping me to walk in love, getting strength from up above.

I need You every single day, Holy Spirit help me pray,
Give me utterance to His ear, that my words are pure and clear.
May my speech be always true in everything I pray to you.
Let me swallow sinful pride and show instead a meeker side.

I need You every single day, mold me like the potter's clay,
Smoothing edges sharp and rough, until You think I've changed enough.
You never do give up on me, You're determined that I see,
That I'm worth the pain He bore, that I am who He died thus for.

I need You every single day; Satan comes to make me pay,
For prior wrongs and sinful acts, he wants guilt to be intact.
But Jesus says, "I do forgive, come to Me, RECEIVE AND LIVE"
"Cast at My nail-scarred feet your sins, allow My Blood to wash and cleanse."


I need You every single day, as I work and as I play,
Keep His praises on my lips, forgetting not His blood that,
Dripped and gushed; spilled and flowed, for all His people and world it showed,
Divine, Consuming, Passionate Love, comes from Father God above.

I have You every single hour, reaping harvests of Promised Power,
Blessing me with confidence, I have the King, I have the Prince.
I have the Lord of Lords on High, now I fear not when I die,
I'll be meeting Him face to face as He drenches me with Grace.


>>>>>>> *Flower4**Flower4**Flower4**Flower4**Flower4**Flower4**Flower4* <<<<<<<





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