Christ will always accept the faith that puts its trust in Him. -Andrew Murray......Dawid: Ek is baie benoud; laat ons tog val in die hand van die HERE, want sy barmhartighede is groot, maar laat my in die hand van mense nie val nie.-2 Sam 24:14

12/25/2008

Treffende Kersliedere

So tussen die Goue Oues hoor ek vanoggend hierdie treffende lied:

4 comments:

Henrietta said...

Jammer, die woorde het iewers verlore geraak - hier is dit nou:

MARY DID YOU KNOW?

Mary, did you know
That your baby boy
Would someday walk on water?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will save our sons and daughters?
Did you know
That your baby boy
Has come to make you new?
This child that you've delivered
Will soon deliver you.

Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will give sight to a blind man?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will calm the storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy
Has walked where angels trod?
When you kiss your little baby
You've kissed the face of God.
The blind will see
The deaf will hear
The dead will live again
The lame will leap
The dumb will speak
The praises of the Lamb

Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will one day rule the nations?
Did you know
That your baby boy
Is heaven's perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you're holding
Is the Great I Am

Mart said...

Henrietta, dis pragtig!

Henrietta said...

STILL HER LITTLE CHILD

(Words and music by Ray Boltz and Steve Millikan)

When she laid him in a manger
He was still her little child
In a city filled with strangers
He was still her little child
Though the inn was full
And the night was cold
She held Him close and smiled
When she laid Him in a manger
He was still her little child
When the angels called Him Savior
He was still her little child
When the wise men gave Him treasures
He was still her little child
When the shepherds bowed before Him
A star shone all the while
When the angels called Him Savior
He was still her little child
When He grew in strength and wisdom
He was still her little child
When He spoke the people listened
He was still her little child
When He healed the lame and dying
They would follow Him for miles
And when he grew
In strength and wisdom
He was still her little child
When the people turned against Him
He was still her little child
When they shouted crucify Him
He was still her little child
And when they nailed Him
To a wooden cross
Then we were reconciled
When she held His broken body
He was still her little child
He was still her little child

Gideon said...

Henrietta, pragtige woorde. Darem uniek hoe 'n moeder se oë haar kind sien.