Guardian Angel Project
The amazing gospel of Jesus Christ spoken in beautiful poetry by Amena Brown. Put together with superb audio and visual by the people from Bluefish TV.
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The Gospel of Jesus in Poetry
Posted: 20 March, 2008 in VisionsTags: Amena Brown, Christian, God, Good News, Gospel, Jesus, Poetry, Recitation, Resurrection, Words, Worship
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On Your Shoulders
Posted: 23 January, 2008 in My psalmsTags: Father, God, Love, My psalms, On Your Shoulders, Personal, Poetry, Thoughts
Once I was down and life seems so weary;
I have no strength to carry myself barely;
The road seems so long and so hopeless;
Until You found me in the dirt, weeping quietly.
On Your shoulders, you lifted me up;
Out of the darkness, you took my cup;
How the view looks so different;
On Your shoulders, you carried me.
On Your shoulders, I am no longer afraid;
Like a father, my faith in life you make;
The prowling dogs flee with their tails underneath;
On Your shoulders, they need to be.
On Your shoulders, I feel like flying;
On wings of eagles, you embrace me in being;
There is no other place I rather go;
In the father’s house is where I will be.
My King
Posted: 7 January, 2008 in My psalmsTags: Faith, Good Shepherd, Grace, Love, My King, My psalms, Personal, Poetry
I stand before You, in your robe of Righteousness.
Amazed at Your Loving Grace
I come before You, in Gratitude and Thankfulness
Abundant Life through Faith
Out of darkness, You have brought us out
Into Your Gloriously Light, You have drawn us
Out of the pits of death, You came for us
Out of Yourself, You poured out to us
All that You have, that we can have it all
Through You, You Lord…
Make all things new…
He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Revelation 21:5
“I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. The hired hand is not the shepherd who owns the sheep. So when he sees the wolf coming, he abandons the sheep and runs away. Then the wolf attacks the flock and scatters it. The man runs away because he is a hired hand and cares nothing for the sheep.
”I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep. I have other sheep that are not of this sheep pen. I must bring them also. They too will listen to my voice, and there shall be one flock and one shepherd. The reason my Father loves me is that I lay down my life—only to take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down and authority to take it up again. This command I received from my Father.” John 10:11-18
