March 2, 2007
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Blessed be God’s mighty Name
through flood, or ice or roaring flame
His love and care remain the same;
Oh, blessed be my Father’s name!
He made me though I’d earned it not
He loved me though I’d scorned it.
He cleaned my heart of each dark spot
And with his grace adorned it.
Oh, blessed be God’s precious name
With ev’ry pulse His grace proclaim
He’s filled my heart with His bright flame
Oh, bless, oh bless, oh bless His Name!
©3/2/2007 james a. smallish
(no, my computer’s not back yet
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Comments (8)
I’m not sure if this is a poem or a song, but the meaning is good, regardless! Hope you get your computer back soon.
Kathi
Praise the Lord for these verses He gives you. in Him, Gerrie
Again, Jim, your awesome gift of prose is evident here!
Amen!
you are a modern day psalmist…your words inspired by God’s Spirit and truth
Great praise poem.
Heather
Hi Jim,
How have you been? I haven’t spoken to you in a long time it seems. Don’t think I’ve forgotten what you’ve done for me. Because I haven’t. Each time I go to my site I am reminded of all of your work you put into it. Thanks again. I like the poem or psalm you wrote here. You’er very talented. I trust you are just busy as ususal, but that everything is fine. Thinking of you and wishing you good health.
God bless you,
Joe
Hi Jim, I like your song/poem. This one could become a hymn.
Deborah (at a new xanga…again.)