Category: Words

Romans 
8: 31-39
What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? 
He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, 
how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? 
Who shall bring any charges against God’s elect? 
It is God who justifies. Who is to condemn?
Christ Jesus is the one who died – more than that, who was raised –  who is at the right hand of God, 
who indeed is interceding for us. 
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? 
Shall tribulation , or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger , or sword?
As it is written, “For your sake we are being killed all the day long; 
we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.”
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 
For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, 
nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, 
nor anything else in creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God 
in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Letter St. Paul To Romans 14- 7-9, 10b-12

14: 7-9, 10b-12

Brothers and Sisters:
None of us lives for oneself, and no one dies for oneself. For if we live, we live for the Lord,
and if we die, we die for the Lord;
so then, whether we live or die, we are the Lord’s.
For this is why Christ died and came to life,
that he might be Lord
of both the dead and the living.
We shall all stand before the judgment seat of God;
for it is written: “As I live, says the Lord,
every knee shall bend before me,
and every tongue shall give praise to God.”
So then each of us shall give an account of himself
to God.

The Word of the

The Old Rugged Cross

On a hill far away
stood an old rugged cross,
the emblem of suff ’ring and shame;
and I love that old cross
where the dearest and best
for a world of lost sinners was slain.

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
and exchange it some day for a crown.

Oh, that old rugged cross,
so despised by the world,
has a wondrous attraction for me;
for the dear Lamb of God
left his glory behind
to bear it to dark Calvary. 

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
and exchange it some day for a crown.

In the old rugged cross,
stained with blood so divine,
such a wondful beauty I see;
for ‘twas on that old cross
Jesus suffered and died
to pardon and sanctify me. 

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
and exchange it some day for a crown.

To the old rugged cross
I will ever be true,
its shame and reproach gladly bear.
Then He’ll call me some day
to my home far away,
where his glory forever I’ll share.

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
and exchange it some day for a crown.

Letter St. Paul To Romans 6- 3-9

6: 3-9

Brothers and Sisters:
Are you unaware that we
who were baptized into Christ Jesus
were baptized into his death?
We were indeed buried with him
through baptism into death,
so that, just as Christ was raised from the dead
by the glory of the Father,
we too might live in newness of life.
For if we have grown into union with him
through a death like his,
we shall also be united with him in the resurrection.
We know that our old self was crucified with him,
so that our sinful body might be done away with,
that we might no longer be in slavery to sin.
For a dead person has been absolved from sin.
If, then, we have died with Christ,
we believe that we shall also live with him.
We know that Christ,
raised from the dead, dies no more;
death no longer has power over him.

The Word of the Lord

The Ship of Life

Along the shore I spy a ship As she set out to sea;
She spreads her sails and sniffs the breeze
And slips away from me.
I watch her fading image shrink,
As she moves on and on, Until at last she’s but a speck,
Then someone says, “She’s gone.”
Gone where? Gone only form our sight
And from our farewell cries;
That ship will somewhere reappear to other eager eyes.
Beyond the dim horizon’s rim, resound the welcome drums,
And while we’re crying, There she goes!
They’re shouting, Here she comes!
We’re built to cruise for but a while
Upon the trackless sea
Until one day we sail away into infinity.
John T. Baker

Letter St. Paul To Romans 8- 31-35, 37-39

8: 31-35, 37-39

Brothers and Sisters:
What then shall we say to this?
If God is for us, who can be against us?
He who did not spare his own Son
but handed him over for us all,
how will he not also give us
everything else along with him?
Who will bring a charge against God’s chosen ones?
It is God who acquits us. Who will condemn?
It is Christ [Jesus] who died, rather,
was raised, who also is at the right hand of God,
who indeed intercedes for us.
What will separate us from the love of Christ?
Will anguish, or distress, or persecution, or famine,
or nakedness, or peril, or the sword?
No, in all these things we conquer overwhelmingly
through him who loved us.
For I am convinced that neither death, nor life,
nor angels, nor principalities, nor present things,
nor future things, nor powers, nor height,
nor depth, nor any other creature
will be able to separate us
from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

The Word of the Lord

Time To Say Goodbye

When I am alone I sit and dream
And when I dream the words are missing
Yes, I know that in a room so full of light
That all the light is missing
But I don’t see you with me, with me
Close up the windows, bring the sun to my room
Through the door you’ve opened
Close inside of me the light you see
That you met in the darkness

Time to say goodbye
Horizons are never far
Would I have to find them alone?
Without true light of my own with you
I will go on ships overseas
That I now know
No, they don’t exist anymore
It’s time to say goodbye

When you were so far away
I sit alone and dreamt of the horizon
Then I know that you are here with me, with me
Building bridges over land and sea
Shine a blinding light for you and me
To see, for us to be

Time to say goodbye
Horizons are never far
Would I have to find them alone?
Without true light of my own with you
I will go on ships overseas
That I now know
No, they don’t exist anymore
Without true light of my own with you
I will go, horizons are never far
Would I have to find them alone?
Without true light

INSTRUMENTAL

I love you.

My Way (Female),mywayfemale,”

My Way (Female)

Lyrics
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain

I’ve lived a life that’s full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all, and I stood tall
And did it my way

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
I’ve had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing

To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, oh, no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

Yes, it was my way”,True

My Way (Female),mywayfemale,”

My Way (Female)

Lyrics
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain

I’ve lived a life that’s full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all, and I stood tall
And did it my way

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
I’ve had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing

To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, oh, no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

Yes, it was my way”,True