Oh shouts of joy

by Clinton Herring I praise His name, He is the Lord, This holy One, this might chord. With shouts of love, He sings to me, My precious savior, God is He. He bled and dies that I might live, Upon a cross His life did give. He is the one that gave to me, Eternal life and set me...
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The Gift

by Clinton Herring I stood before the throne of God as one whose frame was made of sod. Condemned and filled with guilt of sin, Yes, found in death, no life within. For whom am I but work of hand, made from ground and dust and sand. And who am I to grieve Him so, this God, this...
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