A PRAYER
TO YOU
Will we meet again
On that ole heaven’s shore?
Will we walk together
On the streets of gold?
Will you and I be there?
If today is the last time
We see each other,
Will we meet again
On the ole heaven’s shore?
All are welcome
But few will join in
Here on earth-
Persecution.
But in heaven
We will win.
When we walk out that door
There’s no guarantee
That we’ll see each other
Until Jesus we see.
Don’t leave this place
Without knowing
What’s in your heart
Will you give Jesus
A place in your heart.
I hope on that day
We will all be ready,
For any day could be our last,
So we’d better get ready,
Get ready real fast.
Tomorrow’s not certain.
It may never be here,
So you’d better be scootin
To the alter of prayer.
Don’t wait another hour
Don’t wait another minute
You have so little
Time left to spare.
So do it today,
Give your heart to the Lord
Show Him you love Him,
And believe on His word.
by Kathleen Mayhue
8-26-00
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I had my eyes focused on the
things ahead,
I could not see what was coming
from behind.
And suddenly I started to
stumble and fall,I felt a touch on this old heart of mine.
I knew that very moment that
it was the Lord He picked me up and lead me by the hand.
Back to the path that leads
to glory.
written by Kathy (05-03-02)
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I want to look through the eyes of my Father.
I want to see the good when I look at you.
I want to be just like my Father,
In all the things I say and do.
A role model such as my Father is
Is so much better than the things of today.
My Father, my best friend, my God.
written by Kathleen Mayhue (03-15-01)
| ."My Child, Why do you cry?"
"I don't know, I guess cause I have dug such a deep
whole for myself that I can't figure a way out."
"Grab my hand. I will help you."
"I am scared that I am in too deep. Who will keep
you from falling in after me?"
"My Father holdeth me up, so that I may help you."
Written by Kathleen Mayhue
Inspired by God
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I am part of a world,
where I really don't belong.
My real home is far away,
Where I am going to some day.
I don't know when I'm going
But I know I'll be there soon.
Where everyone that I meet
Will be wonderful to greet.
No one would stuck up be
They would look out for you and me.
A happier time, we will never see,
Then when Jesus' face we'll see.
And then all the hardships
On this earth that we faced.
Wo'nt quite seem as tiresome
As on this world we think.
written by Kathleen Mayhue (04-30-02)
Sometimes I feel as if heaven is so far away.
Sometimes I wish I could go there today.
It seems like such a far off place
Wheere worlds colide , like the human race.
written by Kathleen Mayhue (04-30-02) work
in progress
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