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Poems By Poet Richard Merrell  11/25/2014 3:52:47 PM
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  RICHARD MERRELL (17/07/1949)
 
 
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  117.     

He's More Than Enough

He's more than enough
My Saviour,
More than enough for me
He's more than enough
My Saviour,
Who died on Calvary's tree.

He's more than enough
My Yeshua,
More than enough I say
He's more than enough
My Yeshua
He is the life, the truth, the way.
 
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  118.     

His Own

At the cry of Holy, Holy!
Do the elders fall
And cast their crowns at Yeshua's feet
They give Him glory, all.

And to this end I do employ
My life, yes all my days
To give the Lord God glory
Praise Him for all His ways.

When I receive the crown of life
I'll cast it at His feet
And say, 'I don't deserve it Lord
for You are all I seek.'

Yeshua looks at me and smiles
Tells me, 'You are My own.'
Places the crown back on my head
Then leads me to His Throne,
And as I sit beside Him there
Tears run down my face;
Because He whispered in my ear
'My brother, you've won the race.'

James 1: 12; Revelation 4: 8-11
 
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  119.     

HO!

'HO! everyone that thirsts
come to the waters, come
buy and eat without cost
freely you may come.
Why do you spend your money
For that which is not bread
why do you spend your labour? '

'tis what the Lord hath said.

Isaiah 55: 1-3
 
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  120.     

Holy Hands

Holy hands uplifted
Holy hands do win,
A battle with the devil
And a victory over sin.

Holy hands had Moses
Holy hands he raised
To help Joshua win the battle
With Holy hands he praised.

Holy hands we pray with
Holy hands we lift up
Without wrath and doubting
Then with Christ we sup.

Holy hands do bless
Holy hands we place
Upon the sick and wounded
As we run the Holy race.

Holy hands have meaning
Holy hands testify
Of those who love the Lord
And serve Him 'til they die

Holy hands are clean
Holy hands impart
A blessing from the Lord -
When added to pure heart.
 
Richard Merrell

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