Song of the Moment: Arms of Love

I'll always remember His goodness to me. How he sees me through all my fears, failures and pain. I may not be able to say it to Him but I truly honor, revere and love Him in my own way. In the end of my life here on earth, He is my only hope.. I want to rest in His embrace. There comes a time when I'm just so tired about everything.. here.. I just want to rest and lay my head on His bosom and be still, to say all the things that I want to say to Him. Everything that's here in my heart..

This beautiful song is for Him. I truly found love and protection in His, Arms of Love...
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To my dearest Lord Jesus,

Lord, I'm really glad You're here.I hope You feel the same when You see all my fear

and how I fail, I fall sometimes..

It's hard to walk on shifting sands. I missed the rock and find I've nowhere left to stand, I start to cry..

Lord, please help me! Raise my hands so that you can lift me up, hold me close, hold me tighter..

I have found a place where I can hide. Its safe inside Your arms of love. Like a child whose held throughout the storm, You keep me warm in Your arms of love..

Storms may come and storm may go. I wonder just how many storms it takes until I finally know, You're here always. Even when my skies are far from grey, I can stay, teach me to stay there..

In the place I found where I can hide. Its safe inside Your arms of love. Like a child whose held throughout the storm, You keep me warm in Your arms of love..

Arms.. In Your arms of love..

From:
Leocadia
24th of November, 2007

Love Is...

1 Corinthians 13: 4 - 13

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Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful;
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it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
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it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.
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Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
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Love never ends; as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
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For our knowledge is imperfect and our prophecy is imperfect;
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but when the perfect comes, the imperfect will pass away.
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When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became a man, I gave up childish ways.
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For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall understand fully, even as I have been fully understood.
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So faith, hope, love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.