I refuse to be discouraged,
To be sad, or to cry;
I refuse to be downhearted,
and here's the reason why:
I have a God who's mighty,
Who's sovereign and supreme;
I have a God who loves me,
and I am on His team.
He is all-wise and powerful.
Jesus is His name;
Though everything is changeable,
My God remains the same.
My God knows all that's happening;
Beginning to the end;
His presence is my comfort;
He is my dearest Friend.
When sickness comes to weaken me,
To bring my head down low,
I call upon my mighty God;
Into His arms I go.
When circumstances threaten
to rob me of my peace;
He draws me close unto His breast,
Where all my strivings cease.
When my heart melts within me,
and weakness takes control;
He gathers me into His arms,
He soothes my heart and soul.
The great "I AM" is with me.
My life is in His hand;
The "Son of the Lord' is my hope,
It's in His strength I standl
I refuse to be defeated,
My eyes are on my God;
He has promised to be with me,
as through this life I trod.
I'm looking past all my circumstances,
To Heaven's throne above;
My prayers have reached the heart of God
I'm resting in His love.
I give God thanks in everything.
My eyes are on His face;
The battle's His, the victory mine;
He'll help me win the race.
Amazing Grace How Sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
Today my heart sings out with joy
My Savior has set me free.
I've lived a life so filled with pain
A life so filled with sin
At first I didn't hear him
When he said "child let me in".
In bondage to a life of sin
I wanted to be free
At last my heart in great despair
Cried "Oh God please help me".
At once a peace I can't explain
I'll never understand
Why He reached out to me today
And whispered "take My hand".
"The road ahead I'll walk with you
I'll help you bear the pain.
The trials ahead you must endure
Your tears will fall like rain.
I died for you my precious child
Now your cross you must bear.
Just remember when you start to fall
Reach out your hand, I'm there".
The road I've paved is hard to walk
I've stumbled on the way.
But His gentle hands always pick me up
And guide me through the day.
Some day my road He'll pave with gold
Through tears I clearly see
When He touched my heart
He took all my sins
To the cross on Calvary.
-by Carol S. Wimmer
I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I was lost!"
That is why I chose this way.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need someone to be my guide.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and pray for strength to carry on.
When I say..."I am a
and cannot ever pay the debt.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
my flaws are visible
but God believes I'm worth it.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
which is why I seek His name.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I'm loved!
