Jennifer Robinson

Reflections of His Love

We Praise Your Name

We see your wonders in the air,
We see your wonders down below,
Your miracles of young,
Your miracles of old,
The wondrous gift of grace,
You never change,
You are always the same,
May we always praise your name!

We see your beautiful gift of Salvation,
You offer it to us by grace,
You knew us before our births,
You know our every thought and action,
We love you and draw near to you,
We thank you that Jesus Christ came,
May we always praise your name!

We offer up our lives to you,
We give you our hearts and souls,
You bought us at a price,
By the blood of your selfless Son,
You search our hearts and our minds,
His blood makes us Holy and without blame,
May we always praise your name!

Always and Forever

Always and forever,
Our hearts intertwine,
Expanding in breadth,
Our love is endless in time.

Always and forever,
Our hearts unite,
Drawing close,
Our love is not contrite.

Always and forever,
Our hearts shall be,
Forsaking all other,
Our love is blessed eternally.

You Are In My Heart

Never be in despair,
Never be aggravated by circumstance,
Never let a stormy cloud rule your sky,
Always look for that silver lining,
Always hold to hope and love,
Cling to what is pure and holy,
Nothing ever happens by chance.
Never allow your joy to be robbed,
Never let one bad thought rule your day,
Never dwell on what could have been,
Guard your joy and keep it safe,
Trust in Jesus Christ and keep the faith,
Stand your ground and Satan will flee,
Perfect love drives all fear away.
Never forget that He is always with you,
Never let your heart become dark,
Never hold to the luxuries of this world,
Remember His Word; place it in your heart,
Draw upon His strength to see you through,
Hold fast to His grace that is sufficient in all situations,
Never let Satan make his mark.
Never allow a prayer to linger in your mind,
Never be fearful of loneliness; from you he´ll never depart,
Never hold your possessions in high regard,
Count everything useless except the thought of Him,
Give to others and store treasures in Heaven,
Know you are always in my prayers and,
You are in my heart.

Pure Grace

Here I am O Lord,
One of your beloved brethren,
I look to you as my only source of truth,
I thank you for your favor.
I teach and guide everyone that come to me,
They all give me offerings,
Of course I accept them proudly,
We need support from these sinners.
Thank you for not making me like that,
The wretch that cannot even look to you,
Here I am a respected Pharisee,
He a mere tax collector.

The prayers of both men lifted to heaven,
Incense was offered for both prayers,
The angel turned to God´s throne and asked,
“O Lord God, which man is acceptable in your sight?’
The Sovereign God spoke with thunder,
“The one who was the most humble in heart.’
The angel nodded and then took the incense into a bowl,
The angel hurled the bowl onto the man standing there,
The wretched man felt a release of all his sorrows,
He looked to the heavens and simply stated, “Pure grace.’
The tears fell like a soft rain down his cheeks as he beat his chest ,
He merely spoke softly, “Praise be to God.’

The Pharisee turned and went on his way,
He stopped a moment at the wretched man and sneered.
The wretched man looked to the Pharisee with utter peace,
“Pure grace abounds me.’
The Pharisee still filled with pride went on his way,
The wretched man continued out of the temple.
Which man was made complete in God that day?
It was the tax collector that had a humble heart,
It was the wretched man of sorrows.

Jennifer Robinson © 2003
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The Outcast

I was thrown before my Lord,
My body battered and bruised from the hoard,
They shouted and yelled let´s stone her now,
I couldn´t raise my head to view him nor move to bow.
One man shouted, “What should we do with her, she is an adulteress?’
My Lord bent down drawing in the sand as I sat there motionless.
As I sat I thought my death was near for against this crowd my Lord was alone,
My Lord stood up and spoke sternly, “He who is without sin cast the first stone’.
The man that took me before my Lord turned and left,
My head dropped to the ground as I laid there and wept.
The hoard that was gathered eventually grew thin,
I felt a hand on my shoulder very gently,
My eyes looked upward to and what wisdom I did see.
My Lord´s eyes looked straight into my mine,
He spoke gently, “You are safe. You are fine.’
My weak body got strength and my Lord helped me rise,
When I saw his face in full glory all I could do was cry.
My Lord spoke yet again, “Your accusers where are they?’
He gently wiped my tears from my face,
A soft and loving smile shown on his lips so full of grace.
I look to the streets and my battered body,
I mustered up the words, “I do not see those that wanted to kill me.’
My Lord smiled softly and nodded , “Daughter go and sin no more.’
When my Lord said this to me I had a joy I´d never felt before.
I was the outcast, they wanted to kill me, I was thrown to my knees,
This man, this God, this Lord of forgiveness, was the one who sees.
My Lord saved my life that day in more ways than one,
I was given a new life and the old one is now gone.
Praise my Lord for all the mercy he has shown,
For now I have joy and peace that before I´ve never known.
I no longer do those things I´ve done before,
Because my Lord forgave and saved me and told me to sin no more.

His Peace Within Me

His peace within me,
Quells all my sorrow,
It lifts my spirit to the sky,
It shall calm my tomorrow.

His peace within me,
Covers all my pain,
It heals my soul within me,
It shall clean every stain.

His peace within me,
Carries me to the end,
It brings me joy and comfort,
No matter what is round the bend.

I Am Free

Food was my master and god,
With a willpower so weak,
How could I fight it?
Why wasn´t I strong?

Comfort was fleeting,
I had no where to turn,
Food was consuming me,
Each year bigger I would become,
My heart would ache as it was beating.

I cried out to you Lord,
Asked you to come into my heart,
You banished my old nature,
You taught me to love myself again,
Food addiction I could no longer afford.

You changed my thoughts and now I see,
You gave me a new heart,
You helped me overcome my addiction,
Because of your love and salvation,
I am free.

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