HAPPY SABBATH + Talking To The Lord Of Life!

Father,

I Approach Unto You Boldly!

You Said To Come: I Believe Your Word

And By Working Faith, I Am Here With Godly Fear!

I Have No Other God But You, Dear Father!
I Have No Other True Friend!
I Have No Other Comfort But The Spirit Of Truth
And None But The Holy Angels Who Always Defend!

I'm A Pilgrim, A Stranger
A Foreigner In A Strange Land
Walking Through, Learning
Travelling Onward
Upward
To The Beautiful Hill Zion
The True Home Of Those In The Pilgrim Band!

School Days Are Almost Over!
Time In The Crucible Is All About Spent!
Perfection Of Character Has Been Our Mainstay
And Purging Ourselves From Dead Works
Is Work About Which We Shall Not Repent!

If Jesus Christ Had Not Loved Us
For Our Personal Sin, He Would Not Have Died
And All Those Who By Faith Take Hold Of
So Great A Salvation
Will Depart The Ways Of Satan:
Everyone Knows That His Way Is The Lie!

Thank You, Lord, For The Strait And Narrow Way!

I Understand, Lord!

It's Indeed Better To Bend Than To Burn!
It's Better To Repent Than Free Salvation Spurn!
It's Better To Be Holy As Our Lord Christ Is Holy
Than To Continue Walking With Satan The Fraud
And Thereby Offend You, Father

The Eternal God!

Help Me Not Indulge The Sin Of Presumption!

I Recognize, Indeed, That Life Is Short!
I See All Around Me That Sin Appears Cheap
And I Also See Just What The Living Word Says Is Real:

What A Man Sows Is That Which He Shall Reap!

Help Me, My Lord, The Same Repented Of Sins

Never Again To Repeat!

I Know From The Word

And I See For A Fact That 

Pride Does Go Before The Fall

That Wickedness Is In High Places

And That Love Endures All!

Please Know, Dear Lord, That By Faith

That Gift Of Love Divine

I'm Truly Grateful That It Is Only The Righteous 

The Committed To Christ

The Faithful, The Obedient

The Just, The Clean

Who Will Reside In Zion's Heavenly Places!

Keep Me In Your Care, Father

As By The Holy Spirit's Guiding

I No Longer Choose To Run Earth's Useless Races!

The Race To Life Is Not To The Swift!
The Prize Of Eternal Life Is Not For The Wicked, Strong!
The Everlasting Gift Is For 

The One Who, For Jesus, Endures All Things To The End

The One Who Does The Particulars Of 

The Great Commission Conscientiously Attend!

Father Of The Faithful

King Glorious, Faithful, True

As You Do Indeed Say:

Man's Life Is Short ... I Bow Before You!

I'm So Glad That Redeeming Love Lifts Me Up!

Peace, Perfect Peace!

Hope, Help, Home, Hallelujah!

Christ's Eternity Is Forever ... I Want To Be There

So, Dear Father

I'm Telling My Brethren:
Do The Math, Friends
And With Gratitude Decide
To Be With Him Who
Is The Eternal Life-Giver!

It Is He Alone Who Has Saving Grace

In His Always Full Quiver!

Our Souls From The Second Death

He Shall Surely Deliver!

I Have No Desire To Be Lost!

The Thought Of Separation From You, Lord

Makes My Blood Run Cold

And I Shiver!

Give Me This Day My Daily Bread

And From The Second Death, I Beseech You

My Purchased Soul, Deliver!

In The Name Of The Holy Jesus

The Son Of Righteousness

The Creator, The Redeemer

My Forever Friend

My Petitions I Present!

I Love You!

Come Soon!

AMEN.