Praising Jesus

    

     Recently, God seems to have been giving each day somewhat of a theme. Today's theme is Praise & Worship. Learning to praise Him, worship Him, and offer the sacrifice of thanksgiving is such an amazing lesson. Jesus gave us the gift of music and singing as a way to praise Him. 

     So, here is one of my favorite worship songs; None Among, by Matthew Smith. Plus one more by him that enjoy just as much. I especially like songs that use hymn type language (or just hymns, those are awesome too!) and are full of language regal and strong. I listened to this song today and was reminded afresh just how one-of-a-kind our Jesus is. He is truly above and beyond ALL else!  

 None Among

When by faith my Lord I see
Bleeding on a cross for me
Quick my idols all depart
Jesus gets and fills my heart

Chorus:
None among the sons of men
None among the heavenly train
Can with Jesus then compare
None so sweet, none so fair

Soon my tongue would fain express
All His love and loveliness
But I lisp and falter forth
Broken words, not half his worth

Oh I try and try again
Still my efforts are in vain
And I know despite my pride
That his truth will still remain
Idols crowd my heart and mind
And demand I shed my blood
But the Lord, the risen Christ
Has secured me in the flood
Has secured me in the flood

His Love Can Never Fail

I do not ask to see the way
My feet will have to tread;
But only that my soul may feed
Upon the living Bread.
'Tis better far that I should walk
By faith close to His side;
I may not know the way I go, but oh, I know my Guide.

Chorus:
His love can never fail, His love can never fail,
My soul is satisfied to know His love can never fail.
My soul is satisfied to know His love can never fail.

And if my feet would go astray,
They cannot, for I know
That Jesus guides my falt'ring steps,
As joyfully I go.
And though I may not see His face,
My faith is strong and clear,
That in each hour of sore distress
My Savior will be near.

I will not fear, though darkness come
Abroad o'er all the land,
If I may only feel the touch
Of His own loving hand.
And though I tremble when I think
How weak I am, and frail,
My soul is satisfied to know
His love can never fail.

~Victoria Eira