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LAY THE BLAME ON ME By Julie Molnar The beating, the Lord took Was given by me, The lashing that my Saviour took, Was given by me. I was the one who laughed and ridiculed Him, I was the one who mocked and slapped Him, My Lord took all I did to Him, He never complained or said anything unkind, He only said, "Father, Forgive them, For they know not what they do." I laid the cross on His back, And told Him, "March." I was the one who caused Him pain, I was the one who caused My Lord's heart to ache, And His tears to fall. I was the one who laid Him on the Cross, And pounded the nails into His hands and feet. I was the one, Who stood beyond, Yelling: "Save yourself if you are the Christ!" I was the one who came along With a spear, and pierced Him, Through His very being, And His blood poured out, For my transgressions, So lay the blame on me, "Father, Forgive me." |
| THE GIFT OF GOD By Julie Molnar My gift is mine to give, To whom I please, A gift of love And loving care, To spread throughout the world, The time is here, To give all that is bestowed, So generously give, The gifts were given, To spread and share, To encourage and support, God's love flows It must not be stopped, It must eternally flow, It must not be stopped, It must flow for all eternity. LIGHT_YEARS AWAY by Dale Klarenbach It seemed unavoidable That when I said I was well That I denied that I was ill. Perhaps my plans made it so -- My hidden agenda -- Complicating sincere encounters. Yet who doesn't have hopes and dreams. But with the plans came worries; Worries that were greater Than my fragile nature could handle. Then I eagerly threw away my dreams; Relieved, I admitted that I was ill. It was then that I felt most well-- With nothing to do! |