THE GOSPEL CALL
Lord, you are the rock on which I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand,
You are the Savior of my soul,
The only One that makes me whole.
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You are the One who made me see,
To you alone I bend my knee,
To you I go for rest and peace,
In your presence my sorrows cease.
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Sweet Jesus tis to you I pray,
To give me strength for each new day,
And when my life is said and done,
To you I’ll go, the battle won.
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There’s none upon this fallen earth,
Can give your precious soul new birth,
The Spirit and the bride, they call,
Come to the Lord, the Gospel call.
Cathy White 2022 ©
Psalm 16:11 Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
Revelation 22:17 And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.
Matthew 7:24-27 Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock. And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.