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A Pure Heart
I have the heart of a poet, the eye of an artist, and dress like a bum. I am no one important. No title, no position, no authority. Just a normal person. But I know Jesus. And Jesus knows me. And this relationship has changed my life and continues to change my life. I have no desire to be known but great desire for others to know Jesus.
I would like to blog about Jesus, christian living, church, hurting, hope. I do not want to lead this blog but follow it wherever it leads.
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Empty Hands / I Have Nothing To Bring
Posted Wednesday, December 25, 2013, at 7:16 AM
With empty hands I come before You
There is nothing I can say or do
Rich beyond my wildest dreams
Living in poverty or so it seems
My King, my Lord, my Everything
This morning I have nothing to bring
Tears flowed I held my head in shame
Jesus touched me and spoke my name
My child, all that I gave you gave away
Saved nothing for yourself or a rainy day
Your heart was tender and you saw the need
Denying yourself so My sheep could feed
Your precious empty hands I will always prize
They mean much more to Me than you realize
.....peace.....
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