Praises & Phrases

In God, I Trust

I know my God will always save,
His arm is strong and true.
I need not trust in anything
But what my God can do.
I will not trust in money, nor
In weapons nor in gates.
I only trust in God, my Lord,
For in His Word, He states
That His arm isn’t shortened so
His children, He can’t reach.
He guards us and rebuilds our walls
No matter what the breach.
I read His Word, His promises;
I worship and obey.
Please help me always trust You, Lord.
In Jesus’ Name, I pray.

(c) 2015 Denise McKenney

Feel free to print, share or repost anything on this blog. I do ask that you let me know if you use one of my poems on your blog or at your church somehow. It might give me an idea of better ways to spread His words, which I am always looking to do. And of course, always keep the copyright symbol and my name with the poem so I continue to have the right to use them. You may not realize that if something is posted enough times without the copyright notice, I could lose the copyright and then someone else could conceivably file for a copyright and I would no longer be able to use my own poems! It has happened, so please make sure the (c) is always on the poem whenever you repost. Thanks!

God bless,
Denise McKenney

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Psalm 121

I lift my eyes unto the hills.
Where does my help come from?
I call out to the Lord, my God.
I know my Help will come.
He fashioned heaven and the earth.
He’ll never fall asleep.
The God of Israel slumbers not.
My foot, steadfast, He’ll keep.
The Lord is shade by day and night,
Protecting me from harm.
I know He will preserve me, so
I never feel alarm.
No evil will come near to me;
He will preserve my soul.
He shall preserve my coming and
Wherever I may go.

(c) 2014 Denise McKenney

Feel free to print, share or repost anything on this blog. I do ask that you let me know if you use one of my poems on your blog or at your church somehow. It might give me an idea of better ways to spread His words, which I am always looking to do. And of course, always keep the copyright symbol and my name with the poem so I continue to have the right to use them. You may not realize that if something is posted enough times without the copyright notice, I could lose the copyright and then someone else could conceivably file for a copyright and I would no longer be able to use my own poems! It has happened, so please make sure the (c) is always on the poem whenever you repost. Thanks!

God bless,
Denise McKenney

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Blessed Path

We see what is before our eyes.
We live the here and now.
We want to follow out God’s plan,
But don’t see where or how.
We try to walk this world by faith,
Not trusting in our eyes,
But only trusting God to lead
Until we reach the prize.
His Word gives us direction and
Such comfort as we go.
We meditate on all His laws,
So right and wrong, we know.
The path we tread in this vast world
(This place that’s not our home),
Must always be lit by His Word
No matter where we roam.
On highest mountain,  valley deep,
Or rugged wilderness,
If we will follow where He leads,
Our heart, He’ll surely bless.

(c) 2015 Denise McKenney

Feel free to print, share or repost anything on this blog. I do ask that you let me know if you use one of my poems on your blog or at your church somehow. It might give me an idea of better ways to spread His words, which I am always looking to do. And of course, always keep the copyright symbol and my name with the poem so I continue to have the right to use them. You may not realize that if something is posted enough times without the copyright notice, I could lose the copyright and then someone else could conceivably file for a copyright and I would no longer be able to use my own poems! It has happened, so please make sure the (c) is always on the poem whenever you repost. Thanks!

God bless,
Denise McKenney

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We did a Bible study at our ladies’ discipleship breakfast that used the first chapter of Genesis to study how God works in us for our salvation. God gave me a poem to condense this. I pray you can gain something from this.

Our Genesis

The Holy Spirit works in us
As He did from the start:
He hovers near and then He puts
His light inside our heart.
He shows us there’s a solid place
Where we can put our feet,
A Rock that’s higher than ourselves,
A safe place to retreat.
He rains His living water down
To nourish our dry soul.
We’re even safe on angry seas
If we’ll give Him control.
He helps us mark the days and times
To follow in His will:
A time to work,  a time to play,
A time to just be still.
He plants such tiny seeds in us
And then He makes them grow.
He’s patient as we work and waits
To watch His beauty show.
At last, He breathes His life in us
And wakes us from the dead.
Then God looks down on all He’s done,
“And it is good!” He said.

(c) 2015 Denise McKenney

Feel free to print, share or repost anything on this blog. I do ask that you let me know if you use one of my poems on your blog or at your church somehow. It might give me an idea of better ways to spread His words, which I am always looking to do. And of course, always keep the copyright symbol and my name with the poem so I continue to have the right to use them. You may not realize that if something is posted enough times without the copyright notice, I could lose the copyright and then someone else could conceivably file for a copyright and I would no longer be able to use my own poems! It has happened, so please make sure the (c) is always on the poem whenever you repost. Thanks!

God bless,
Denise McKenney

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I haven’t abandoned this blog. My life has just been very crazy the last few months and I haven’t forced myself to set it aside enough to listen for that “still small voice” that comes to those who are willing to hear. I’m trying.

Your Voice

It’s hard to hear that still, small voice
While I am in the storm.
Sometimes, I want to scream and hide
In some place safe and warm.
I’ve let the raging ocean waves,
The roaring of the wind,
Drown out Your voice and keep my eyes
On me and how I’ve sinned.
Lord, help me keep my gaze on You
And all that You have done,
Forget my losses and recall
The victories You’ve won.
Please help me find some quiet place
Each day where I can go,
And read Your Word and take some time
To just be still and know.
I miss the time we used to spend
When I could hear Your voice.
Please help me hear You speak again,
And quiet down the noise.

(c) 2015 Denise McKenney

Feel free to print, share or repost anything on this blog. I do ask that you let me know if you use one of my poems on your blog or at your church somehow. It might give me an idea of better ways to spread His words, which I am always looking to do. And of course, always keep the copyright symbol and my name with the poem so I continue to have the right to use them. You may not realize that if something is posted enough times without the copyright notice, I could lose the copyright and then someone else could conceivably file for a copyright and I would no longer be able to use my own poems! It has happened, so please make sure the (c) is always on the poem whenever you repost. Thanks!

God bless,
Denise McKenney

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As I turn 50 today, I feel led to post something I’ve been pondering for a while. I am a sinner. By birth and by choice, I am a sinner. Sometimes I sin because I am simply incapable of not sinning. I miss the mark that is set too high. I am selfish and prideful. I am not perfect. Sometimes,  though, my sin isn’t simply a failure to live up to the ideal. Both before I chose to follow Jesus and, to my intense shame, too many times since, I have chosen to deliberately break the laws of Man and of the Sovereign God Who created the universe and everything in it, including me. He has decreed (as is His right as creator) that the wages of sin is death. I deserve death. I deserve eternal separation from my Creator. I have earned eternity in hell. But God loves me despite my sins. His Word also says that the gift of God is eternal life through His Son, Jesus, the Messiah. He doesn’t want me to be separated from Him, so He devised a method of saving me from that. About 2000 years ago, He allowed His Son to stand in my place and take the punishment for my sin. The God who is outside of time was able to know every sin I would commit during my life from my birth 50 years ago in 1965 until today and from today until I die. And Jesus chose to trade His sinless and perfect life for my tainted and sinful one. It wasn’t nails that held Him to that cross. He could have called legions of angels to take Him down and slay everyone involved in His suffering, including me. He, Himself, could have done it with a word from His lips. Instead, as He suffered excruciating physical torture and a separation from His Father for the first time (how intense that previously unknown loneliness must have been for Him), he was thinking of me, loving me enough to remain there and take that punishment so I could be released from it, so I could spend eternity in heaven with Him. I am filled with awe and gratitude that He would care enough for a sinner like me to make me a saint by trading His righteousness for my filthy rags. I could never be good enough to earn heaven, but He has earned it for me. What was already His, He earned again for me, then paid my punishment for me. Amazing grace, indeed.

I pray that while reading this, you were able to say that it was all true for you as well (well, except the 50th birthday part, of course). If you can’t,  please let me know what part you can’t say and let me help you see its truth so you can spend eternity with me and Jesus in heaven. And if you can say it all, for my birthday gift, type something below (as simple as Amen!) to let me know we’ll be spending eternity together. That would truly be a marvelous gift to see a long list of friends and family coming to heaven with me.

Feel free to print, share or repost anything on this blog. I do ask that you let me know if you use one of my poems on your blog or at your church somehow. It might give me an idea of better ways to spread His words, which I am always looking to do. And of course, always keep the copyright symbol and my name with the poem so I continue to have the right to use them. You may not realize that if something is posted enough times without the copyright notice, I could lose the copyright and then someone else could conceivably file for a copyright and I would no longer be able to use my own poems! It has happened, so please make sure the (c) is always on the poem whenever you repost. Thanks!

God bless,
Denise McKenney

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2015 Calendar Card

I have a new Christmas card calendar with a new poem from God. May it bless you and your family. Feel free to download, print and share as you wish.

God bless you all through the coming year.

Denise & Dave McKenney