Hello guys, this is not a song review. I decided to listen REPEATEDLY and CONSCIOUSLY to EVERY SONG from my favourite gospel group of ALL TIME! – HILLSONG. I will write articles, poems and stories themed about the song titles as led by the Spirit. LET US HAVE FUN! (It would be nice if you downloaded the track and listened as you read) HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ORIFUNKE !!!! Song: Abba, Father Abba, Father, how I love you. Strong hands guide me. A voice that soothes me and I’m coming to your open arms again. The more I know you, the more I love you. The more I need to worship and adore you. Yes I’m coming to your open arms again. Abba Father you know I love you. You know I need to worship and adore you. I’m coming to your steadfast love again. Yes I’m running to your steadfast love again. How I love you. How I adore you.
Written on: 22nd of August 2013 Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow A lamb for the slaughter so that all would know That Yahweh yearns for his prodigal sons to return home Mary had a little lamb whose bleat was a Lion’s roar Sweeping through the vale of death and hell A light to tear the darkness and the evil that surrounds but Jesus said to them, “I have shown you many good works from the Father. For which of these do you stone me?” “We are not stoning you for any good work,” they replied, “but for blasphemy, because you, a mere man, claim to be God” – John Zebedee Can you see the children playing in the streets? Can you? Quickly… come fast… Can you see that one with the wild smile? He is in the center, with a zit on his face? Yes? You can! good… That is Him… If telling about
Hi there, please do follow this blog by email and tell your friends and foes about it. I trust that God will bless you by the words therein. [COMMENTARY ON ISAIAH 53:3] He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem Appalling they uttered, How could the one who called himself King be stripped naked and hung on a tree before all men as a mere criminal? It is quite inconceivable to hold the image of a God that can be killed. Definitely if we apply logic to it if God can be killed then death is God? This is the stumbling block of the cross. For on the wooden tree Christ experienced in a moment all the pain and suffering of man. Songs have been written. Poetry flows from the lips of muses like a