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BASED IN NASHVILLE, TENNESSEE, THESE ARE MORNING DEVOTIONALS BY RICH FORBES. HIS POSTS EXPLORE CHRISTIANITY THROUGH PRAYER AND SCRIPTURE.

Praise Him Every Minute, Day, and Week

12/20/2023

 

The world is five sunrises away from Christmas morning, and the day when we will celebrate the birthday of Jesus Christ, the Son of God. Thank God Almighty we aren’t still awaiting His birth, but celebrating that which has already come! As with the birthdays of my own children, we like to reminisce, and think about that day Jesus was born; it brings the same tears of joy to our eyes. Now He is with us always, every minute, day, and week... so join me in praising Him... listen to our week with Him...

 

Every Minute, Every Day, Every Week

By Rich Forbes

On Monday He’s my comfort, Tuesday He’s my friend

He’s so many things to me, where should my praise begin?

The very best part of every day; the center of my week,

He stills my troubled spirit, in quiet prayer we speak.

 

On Wednesday He’s my conscience; bringing me into His house

Bible study; praising Him; with family and my spouse;

At His feet I learn to live as He would have me do,

Knowing when I falter, God’s mercy sees me through.

Thursday, He’s the strength I need to make it through the week.

He bolsters me when hardships come; strong tower that I seek.

Troubles might challenge me; and my arms grow weak and quake,

But with His peace surrounding me; in Him my strength I take.

On Friday He watches over me, lest I run astray,

With temptation on all fronts I hold; beside Him I will stay.

This world so full of vice and sin can lead me from the path

Yet with His hand upon my arm, I avoid God’s righteous wrath.

Saturday, he gives me joy; this day that’s mine to use;

Though I work through chores and more, His smile I never lose.

Favorite verses sung amidst the happy sweat and toil;

Great pleasure is mine to sing his name, with each spade of soil.

Sunday I rest again with him, singing songs of glorious praise;

To Jesus Christ who gave His life then rose up from the grave;

Bloody, pierced by thorns and spear, He breathed his last for me;

Bright like the sun He conquered death, and set my spirit free.

Every minute, day, and week, he shows the love within God’s grace;

Lord of Lords, my shining star, how I long to see His face.

Jesus, forever faithful; carry me like a lamb

Lay me each day at the Holy feet of the great I Am.

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