10,000 reasons

 I've heard this song four times within the last five days so I though I would post it. 

While camping a friend was singing it and I barley new any of the words. With in the next three days I had heard it twice on the radio and we sang it at church. 

I now the words now!

 Bless the lord oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship his holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship you holy name

The sun comes up
Its a new day dawning
Its time to sing your song again
What ever may pass and whatever lies before me
Let me be singing when the evening comes

Bless the lord oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship his holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name

You're rich in love and you're slow to anger
Your name is great and your heart is kind
For all your goodness i will keep on singing
10,000 reasons for my heart to find

Bless the lord oh my soul
Oh my soul

Worship his holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name

And on that day when my strength is failing
The end draws near and my time has come
Soon my soul will sing your praise un-ending
10,000 years and there forever more

Bless the lord oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship his holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name

Bless the lord oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship his holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name
I worship your holy name
I worship your holy name

Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name
(Jesus I will)
I worship your holy name
I worship your holy name

 

Well Bye,
®achel™

You Are God Alone

"You Are God Alone"

You are not a god

Created by human hands

You are not a god

Dependent on any mortal man

You are not a god

In need of anything we can give

By Your plan, that's just the way it is

[Chorus]

You are God alone

From before time began

You were on Your throne

Your are God alone

And right now

In the good times and bad

You are on Your throne

You are God alone

You're the only God

Whose power none can contend

You're the only God

Whose name and praise will never end

You're the only God

Who's worthy of everything we can give

You are God

And that's just the way it is

Well Bye,

 ®achel™

All Of The Words

"All Of The Words"

How do I speak of the indescribable to You
I will try to explain these feelings that are true
So looking to the sky I will sing and from my heart to You I bring

All of the words in all of my life that could never explain and never describe
All of my love, which is nothing to hide so I lift up my hands and I worship
I worship You

In your presence I forever choose to live
I will praise You for it's all I have to give
So looking to the sky I will sing and from my heart to You I bring

All of the words in all of my life that could never explain and never describe
All of my love, which is nothing to hide so I lift up my hands and I worship

By Your grace You let me come talk to You
It's not that I'm worthy I thank you Jesus
For the love that You have shown

All of the words in all of my life that could never explain and never describe
All of my love, which is nothing to hide so I lift up my hands and I worship

With all of the words in all of my life that could never explain and never describe
All of my love, which is nothing to hide so I lift up my hands and I worship
I worship You

 

 

 

Well Bye, 

®achel™

I Can Only Imagine

 

 I can only imagine what it will be like
When I walk by Your side
I can only imagine what my eyes will see
When Your face is before be
I can only imagine, yeah

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You Jesus?
Or in awe of You be still? 

Will I stand in Your presence
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine when that day comes
And I find myself standing in the sun
I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship You
I can only imagine, yeah
I can only Imagine 

 

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my hear fell?
Will I dance for You Jesus?
Or in awe of You be still?

I can only imagine when that day comes
And I find myself standing in the sun
I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship You
I can only imagine, yeah
I can only Imagine

Well Bye, 

®achel™

The Best Legend of Taps

There are many legends of Taps, a tune that appeared after the Seven Days' Battle. I thought I would tell you about my favorite of the legends.

There once was a man with a son whom he loved very much. The son loved music, so the man sent him son to study music in the South. When the war between the states began the man joined the Union army and,  to his dismay, his son joined the Confederate army.

During the Battle of Seven Days', the man heard loud, sad moaning from a soldier on the battle field. He risked his life to get to the soldier. When he finally reached the man, dressed in a dirty gray uniform, it was too late too save him. As the man looked at the young confederate's face, he realized it was his son.

In one of his son's pockets, the man found a worn piece of paper with music notes written on it. At his son's burial, he had the bugler play the notes.

The notes were so beautiful that everyone remembered them afterward. Today we call the beautiful notes 'Taps'.

Well Bye,

®achel™ 

Through Heaven's Eyes

A single thread in a tapestry 

Though its color brightly shine 

Can never see its purpose 

In the pattern of the grand design 

And the stone that sits on the very top 

Of the mountain's might face 

Des it think it's more important

Than the stones that form the base?

So how can you see what your life is worth 

Or where your value lies? 

You can never see through the days of man 

You must look at your life 

Look at your life through heaven's eyes 

Lai-la-lai...

A lake of gold in the desert sand 

Is less than a cool fresh spring

And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy 

Is greater than the richest king

If a man lose ev'rything he owns

Has he truly lost his worth? 

Or is it the beginning

Of a new and brighter birth?

So how do you measure the worth of a man 

In wealth or strength or size? 

In how much he gained or how much he gave? 

The answer will come

The answer will come to him who tries 

To look at his life through heaven's eyes

And that's why we share all we have with you 

Though there's little to be found 

When all you've got is nothing 

There's a lot to go around

No life can escape being blown about 

By the winds of change and chance 

And through you never know all the steps 

You must learn to join the dance 

You must learn to join the dance 

Lai-la-lai...

 

So how do you judge what a man is worth 

By what he builds or buys?

You can never see with your eyes on earth 

Look through heaven's eyes 

Look at your life 

Look at your life 

Look at your life through heave's eyes!

Well Bye, 

®achel™  

You Can Have Me

You Can Have Me by Sidewalk Prophets

If I saw You on the street

And You said come and follow me

But I had to give up everything

All I once held dear and all of my dreams

Would I love You enough to let go

Or would my love run dry

When You asked for my life

When did love become unmoving?

When did love become unconsuming?

Forgetting what the world has told me

Father of love, You can have me

You can have me

If You’re all You claim to be

Then I’m not losing anything

So I will crawl upon my knees

Just to know the joy of suffering

I will love You enough to let go

Lord, I give you my life

I give you my life

When did love become unmoving?

When did love become unconsuming?

Forgetting what the world has told me

Father of love, You can have me

You can have me

I want to be where You are

I’m running into Your arms

And I will never look back

So Jesus, here is my heart

When did love become unmoving?

When did love become unconsuming?

Forgetting what the world has told me

Father of love, You can have me

You can have me

When did love become unmoving?

When did love become unconsuming?

Forgetting what the world has told me

Father of love, You can have me

My Father, my love

You can have me

Well Bye,
®achel™  

Let inward love guide every deed

Though I may speak

with bravest fire,

and have the gift

to all inspire,

and have not love,

my words are vain,

as sounding brass,

and hopeless gain.

 

Though I may give

all I possess,

and striving so

my love profess,

but not be giv'n

by love within,

the profit soon

turns strangely thin.

Some, Spirit come,

our hearts control

our spirits long

to be made whole.

Let inward love

guide every deed;

by this we worship

and are freed.

  

"I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing. "

~1 Corinthians 13:1-3~

Well Bye,
®achel™

Born In Bethlehem

Well Bye, 

®achel™

Do You Hear What I Hear?

This Is Christmas!

"I really like this song! You'd think after hearing it like twenty times I would be tired of it, but no I still love it and I hope you will to." 

Well Bye,
®achel™

I Need a Silent Night

Merry Christmas!

Breath Of Heaven

 

Merry 

Christmas! 

Give this Christmas Away!

A few days ago we were putting up our Christmas tree and someone said we should play Matthew West's song 'Give this Christmas Away'. 

I hide it well but I always get a little worried when someone wants to play a song for all of us because out of ten people there is almost always someone who doesn't like the song.

But we played it and to my happy relief I saw Daddy tapping his foot and at the end he was singing the refrain. Mommy said at the end that it was very pretty and everybody wanted to play it again. 

It's a small thing a guess but it makes me happy when everybody likes a song. I can sit back and sing it as loud as I like and know that (except for my not-go-great singing voice) no one will mind. 

So this is a great beginning to the best time of year. Starting November first and going though January first is the best time of year in my opinion.

Well Bye,

®achel™

What Faith Can Do

Well Bye, 

®achel™

He hides a smiling face

God moves in a mysterious way

His wonders to perform;

He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines

Of never failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs

And works his sovereign will

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,

The clouds ye so much dread

And big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head.

Judge not the lord by feeble sense,

But trust him for his grace;

Behind a frowning providence

He hides a smiling face.

His purpose will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour;

The bud may have bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan his work in vain:

God is his own interpreter,

And He will make it plain.

~William Cowper~

I Have Not Yet Begun to Fight!

Day 265

“I Have Not Yet Begun to Fight”

  Written By: I personally do not know but someone had to have written it.

An American frigate, a frigate of fame,
With guns mounting forty, the Richard by name,
Sail’d to cruise in the channels of old England,


With valiant commander, Paul Jones was the man,
Hurrah! Hurrah! our country for ever, Hurrah!
We had not cruised long, before he espies
A large forty-four, and a twenty likewise;
Well-manned with bold seamen, well laid in with stores,
In consort  to drive us from old England’s shores.
Hurrah! Hurrah! Our country for ever, Hurrah!


About twelve at noon Pearson came alongside,
With a loud speaking trumpet, “Whence came you?” he cried,
“Return me an answer, I hail’d you before,
Or if you do not, a broadside I’ll pour.”
Hurrah! Hurrah! Our country for ever, Hurrah!


Paul Jones then said to his men, every one,
“Let every true seaman stand firm to his gun!
We’ll receive a broadside from this bold Englishman,
And like true Yankee sailors return it again.”
Hurrah! Hurrah! Our country for ever, Hurrah!


The contest was bloody, both decks ran with gore,
And the sea seemed to blaze, while the cannon did roar;
“Fight on, my brave boy,” then Paul Jones he cried:
“And soon we will humble this bold Englishman’s pride.”
Hurrah! Hurrah! Our country for ever, Hurrah!


“Stand firm to your quarters- your duty don’t shun,
The first one that shrinks, through the body I’ll run;
Though their force is superior, yet they shall know,
What true, brave American seamen can do.”
Hurrah! Hurrah! Our country for ever, Hurrah!

The battle rolled on, till bold Pearson cried:
“Have you yet struck your colors? then come alongside!”
But so far from thinking that the battle was won,
Brave Paul Jones replied, “I’ve not yet begun!”
Hurrah! Hurrah! Our country for ever, Hurrah!

One life to give

Day 264

"I only regret that I have but one life to give for my country."

~Nathan Hale~

One life for Liberty

Day 263

Nathan Hale 

By: Francis Miles Finch 

To drum-beat and heart-beat,

A soldier marches by;

There is color in his cheek,

There is courage in his eye,

Yet to drum-beat and heart-beat

In a moment he must die.

By the starlight and moonlight,

He seeks the Briton’s camp;

He hears the rustling flag

And the armed sentry’s tramp’

And the starlight and moonlight

His silent wanderings lamp.

With slow tread and still tread,

He scans the tented line;

 And he counts the battery gun,

By the gaunt and shadowy pine;

And his slow tread and still tread

Gives no warning sign.

The dark wave, the plumed wave,

It meets his eager glance;

And it sparkles ‘neath the stars,

Like the glimmer of a lance

A dark wave, and plumed wave,

On an emerald expanse.

A sharp clan, a still clang,

And terror in the sound!

For the sentry, falcon-eyed,

In the camp a spy hath found;

With a sharp clang, a steel clang,

The patriot is bound.

With calm brow, and steady brow,,

He listens to his doom;

IN his look there is no fear,

Nor a shadow-trace of gloom;

But with calm brow and steady brow,

He robes him for the tomb.

In the long night, the still night,

He kneels upon the sod;

and the brutal guards withhold

E’en the solemn word of God!

In the long night, the still night,

He walks where Christ hath trod.

‘Neath the blue morn, the sunny morn,

He dies upon the tree;

And he mourns that he can lose

But one life for Liberty;

And in the blue morn, the sunny morn,

His spirit wings are free.

But his last words, his message-words,

They burn, lest friendly eye

Should read how proud and calm

A patriot could die,

With his last words his dying words,

A soldier’s battle-cry.

From Fame-leaf and Angel-leaf,

From monument and urn,

The sad of earth, the glad of heaven

His tragic fate shall learn;

But on Fame-leaf and Angle-leaf

The name of Hale shall burn!

The World Turned Upside Down

Day 261

Okay I'm running out of things to post and this was kind of a last minute desperate attempt of find something slightly interesting.

This song is from the error of the American war for independence so it is okay to post it even if it doesn't seem to relate at all. I think it's kinda cute; hope you like it to.

 

If buttercups buzz'd after the bee,
If boats were on land, churches on sea,
If ponies rode men and if grass ate the cows,
And cats should be chased into holes by the mouse,
If the mamas sold their babies
To the gypsies for half a crown;
If summer were spring and the other way round,
Then all the world would be upside down.   

Here is where I found it. I usually don't do links put this one looked okay to do. Even though I have noticed that songs written in 'the olden days' say a lot of words we don't use.

Well Bye,
®achel™