God’s peace passes all understanding
His great mercy sets captives free
His grace reaches down to our deepest need
Making saints out of sinners like me.
Mark Tinjum – 2016
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Breath by breath we all grow older,
As each precious second ticks by,
Lord teach me Your way each fleeting day,
Is my heartfelt desire and cry.
Mark Tinjum – 2016
He stepped off of His throne,
So glorious above,
For no other reason,
But to shine forth His love.
The angels in awe,
Bending knee at the sight,
Of the King of Creation,
Robed in radiant light.
But the splendor displayed,
On His heavenly throne,
Was eclipsed by the sight,
Of humility shown.
He walked the earth as a Servant,
Humbled Himself as a man,
As angels looked on, in stunned disbelief,
At the wonder of God’s ancient plan.
Why is Christ worthy to be called the Lord?
With wide wonder I ponder the ways;
He’s the Prince of Peace and Lord of Life
Who with fervor goes after the strays.
Why do I love the Savior so?
Oh the ways are too numerous to count;
Were the whole world mine as a gift to give
It would be an insufficient amount.
Why do I cling to my Saviors side
Forsaking things I once held dear?
It’s because I’ve found Someone of infinite worth
The Great Savior who saved me from fear.
Why do I follow a God I can’t see,
And seek to walk in His steps?
It’s because He’s exceedingly gracious to me
I’m a child that He loves and accepts.
His eyes are like brightest starlight
Piercing yet gentle and clear,
Though the heavens cannot contain Him
To the humble He gladly draws near,
By the precious blood of Jesus,
Like a lamb without blemish or spot,
He redeemed us from our sinful ways,
That the world and our selfishness taught.
Though our sins be as scarlet and crimson,
By His blood we are washed white as wool,
His presence to cleanse and to heal us,
His peace to restore and make whole.
Our pardon was purchased on Calvary,
A new covenant sealed by His blood,
What we could not do, He did for us,
When He wash away sin like a flood.
Fear not said our Great God and Savior,
To approach the great Father above,
It’s His pleasure to give you the kingdom,
Tender mercies and unfailing love.
We are beckoned- approach the throne boldly,
Our entrance secured through the cross,
No matter how small, or great the request,
Not one word is forgotten or lost.
Mark Tnjum – 2006
Some invest in stocks and bonds
Others stockpile real estate,
Some tie their fortunes to this fleeting world
Along with their lives and fate.
Some squirrel and horde earthly wealth
Clinging to it with all their might,
Some can’t get it off their troubled minds
And worry about it all through the night.
Some scheme, some dream and others steal
In an effort to get further ahead,
Some hope to land the ultimate deal
Or inherit wealth from the dead.
Some think that just a little more
Would cure all earthly woes,
“Cash is king” the masses sing
As the well worn saying goes.
But the wealthiest Man to ever live
Had no earthly home nor a bed,
He had no comfortable nest like the birds
To rest His weary head.