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Graphic Novel Bible- page 2

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Graphic Novel Bible- page 2
mralexmorgan
Monday 03rd May 2010
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I believe

Garageband demo of a new song-got a bit carried away with adding acoustic guitars!

I had been reading a famous book about the “historical figure of Jesus”-a historian’s point of view about what we can and can’t be certain about regarding the person of Jesus. I just wanted to lay my cards on the table about who Jesus was and is, and sing out nice and loud that he was real man who walked and talked, could be touched, seen, and heard, who could bleed, and who died for real, and rose again for real.

Before the earth’s foundation were laid,
You were the Son of God
Through you all creation has been made
You are the Living Word.
In You all things now hold together,
Sustainer of all life.
You are the heir of all things Jesus,
The first-born from the dead

I believe in One Lord Jesus Christ
I believe He walked the earth and died
To rise again, the promise of new life
Now He is high and lifted up

Eternal Word of God made flesh,
The Father’s love revealed.
You made Your dwelling here with us,
Our God Immanuel.
Emptied Yourself of ev’ry form of kingly majesty,
Humility and love perfected,
Our God the Servant King.

Then as a lamb led to the slaughter,
You bore our punishment.
Without a cry of protestation,
This cruel injustice stood.
Oppressed, afflicted, bore our sorrows,
Our sickness and our grief,
All sin and judgment there exhausted,
Humanity redeemed.

Bridge:
All glory, all honour,
Majesty and praise,
Be unto the Lamb who was slain.
Let all earth, and heaven,
Magnify His name,
For our Lord Jesus lives again.

Artist: Jon Darby
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Length: 5:24
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I believe
Jon Darby
Wednesday 28th October 2009
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Make Me Thy Fuel

Amy Carmichael wrote this. What a legend.

From prayer that asks that I may be
Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee
From fearing when I should aspire,
From faltering when i should climb higher.
From silken self, O Captain, free
Thy soldier who would follow Thee.

From subtle love of softening things,
From easy choices, weakenings,
Not thus are spirits fortified,
Not this way went the crucified.
From all that dims Thy Calvary,
O Lamb of God, deliver me.

Give me the love that leads the way,
The faith that nothing can dismay,
The hope no disappointments tire,
The passion that will burn like fire.
Let me not sink to be a clod:
Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God.


Make Me Thy Fuel
Hannah Dickinson
Thursday 15th October 2009
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