Live In A Way That Pleases The Lord
Blessed are the poor in spirit, For they shall inherit the kingdom of heaven.Those who mourn will find comfort, And
Blessed are the poor in spirit, For they shall inherit the kingdom of heaven.Those who mourn will find comfort, And
In Psalms 121, I find my trust In the Lord, my help, my must I look to the mountains high
Jesus, I feel your presence Watching over me each day Your love surrounds me always Guiding me in every way
As the sun dipped low, a Grackle did show On a wall he did perch, seeds in tow His feathers
I am grateful, Jesus,For the lovely Mourning Doves That visit my backyard Their soft cooing and elegant flight Always bring
The far out White-crowned Sparrow, so bright Perched on a wall, a stunning sight Its chirping, vibrant and groovy Adds
The groovy hummingbird, perched on a branch Enjoying the warm sun, in a joyful trance Its feathers shimmered, in colors
A baby pigeon in my backyard Perched on a wall, so small and sweet Fluffy feathers, curious eyes Adorable and
On a lovely afternoon, a delightful squirrel perched on a rock begins to forage for food. As he scans his
Jesus, I wholeheartedly commitTo following the path you’ve laidI trust in your guidance, never quitConfident you’ll never fadeBy my side,