I Thank You

Cross - GS websiteI bless Your Holy Name, Lord God
I bless Your Holy Name.

I thank You for Your sacrifice,
I thank You for the grave.

Yes, thank You for the grave, Lord God
from which You’ve rescued me.
I bow my life before You, King
and worship, gratefully.

Your nail-scarred hands are precious gems,
so is Your bleeding side.
Though faith in You the world condemns
I know You are the Prize,

the Pearl, the treasure chest of love
that frees me from all care
I know Your bleeding side is rich,
I see that it is where
Your Spirit leads the sinner to
when he’s had quite enough
of burdens foul and bitter roots,
and seas – stormy and rough.

So, Lord, I’m pressed against Your side
and I accept Your plan
that breathes in me eternal life
and makes me a new “man”!

(Copyright © 2013, Sharon Joy. All Rights Reserved.)

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From God’s Heart to Yours

medium_8738180698.jpgYou are escorted wherever you go
the Hand of God, the redeeming flow
of His Mercy extended and outstretched arm
to keep you close by Him and shield you from harm.

You’re always guided by fountains of Love
which flow from His wellspring below and above
covering each place where He set His eyes
to lead you and guide you along in this life.


When Time is over and God says, “No More”,
He’ll lead you at last to His Heavenly shore
with beaches and soft sand and all that you like,
you’ll embrace and hug Him with all of your might.


He’ll declare it all worth it, and you will agree
as He gestures to pick from that All Living Tree
that will spring forth His Life like never before,
above you, within you, and oh, so much more!


“Take, eat and drink, enjoy all My Life!

be rested from burdens, be freed from all strife!
This was made ready the moment you prayed
and when faced with abandonment, instead you stayed.


Persevering in prayer and making each day
an altar of Thanks, showing others the Way
laid before them by My Son, Who Himself is Light;
we welcome you here now, where there is no night.”

(Copyright © 2002, Sharon Joy. All Rights Reserved.)

Humility: A Poem of Thanksgiving to God

Knowing as my Source Your amazing power;
Holding up my hands, praising You each hour

lifting with my voice Your Love Song every day;
declaring to the world how You showed me the way

and my Love for You is strong, because the very thing
that opens up my song – that causes me to sing –

is that You first Loved me, and looked on me with care
and took me to Your home, enfolding me in prayer.

You brought down my defenses as I sat at Your feet,
You bathed me in adoption, and sat me on Your knee.

Then with a gentle hand, You touched me on the head
and nurtured me at Your strong breast ‘til I was fully fed.

That You are One so Faithful, and even unto death
Your strength will give me Courage, Your love will give me breath!

Oh, Lord, You are my Source, You make my life complete;
as I will ever need You, so You will ever teach.

I thank You for the Harvest of souls to lead in prayer,
and thank You for the workers who stand among the tares

until Your Day of Judgment when You will take the wheat
and long inhale their fragrance and set them at Your feet.

As Your Beloved Children, we all will learn from You;
You overflow the Harvest though laborers are few.

You strengthen and You teach us, and lift us from the weeds
changing our inner garments and meeting all our needs.

As you affect Your Mercy, Your Goodness, and Your care
You lead me every hour and make me more aware

that I am still Your flower, Your Pure and Righteous Seed;
My shackles are in Your hands, for You have set me free.

And so, Dear Lord, I thank You for always giving me
What I have always needed – Your Goodness and Your knee!

(Copyright © 2005 Sharon Joy. All Rights Reserved.)