Rivers of Grace Prose

Kissed By Your Anointing Anoint me with Your Holy Spirit... Is my hearts cry for I cannot do this alone. Pour your hot oil upon my head,  and kiss me dear Jesus that I may sense your moving power and humble grace of your anointing... Let me not work in vain but go where you have called me to go... only by your power alone can I be all that you require me to be... Change me by your awesome grace... I submit to your call, please reveal your plan for me, Send me a prophet and call me forth  to be an instrument of your peace... take those things out of my life that are not of you sweet Jesus... help me to call those things that are not, as though they are dear Abba, by the power of the anointing of Your Holy Spirit!!!

Light Your Fire Jesus, light your fire upon this place, let hearts be rekindled and revived... Renew our passion to serve You right where we are. Set our hearts ablaze and consume us... burn away all we are, so that you can reside and dwell  within us... Holy Spirit, we let you do a deep work of healing upon our brokenness. Heal our wounds with the blood of Jesus... For there is power in the Blood! We get under that cleansing flow... You are with us Abba, We hide in you... reveal us in these latter days by Your holy flames... Surround us with walls of fire be glorified in us Jesus by the power of Your Holy Spirit.  

Jesus Helps me Through... I love you Jesus  more than ever, For you have brought me through  the storms of life. You could have stilled the waters, but you wanted to be there,  as I leaned on your goodness and your grace. leading and guiding me along the way... The storms aways pass,  but Jesus is the same... no matter what comes my way. You will be there to help me though... whatever I face this day... Thank you, Jesus,  for I am standing strong... in everything I may face. you are always there helping me though the darkest night.   I reach for your mighty hand... as we go through those storms, whatever they may be. I trust you more and more as we walk on throughout this life... and through eternity.  

Waiting Upon the Lord It takes time  to wait  upon the Lord. For He is the same... yesterday, today, and forever. For He is not slack  concerning His promises of grace. His timeframe is not ours, For He sees our lives... and is not hindered by flesh and blood. He knows what best for us, to fulfill His Word in due season. He is working behind the scenes. for all that concerns you... For he is good and is worthy of all our praise . It just takes time... but we will shine  like the sun, on that great and glorious day. We will know  and understand all things, according to His unfolding and wise plans for us.

To Touch You Jesus... I come to you alone my Jesus, pushing away all the things that hinder me as I press in to  touch you... where you are, I know that when I do that everything will be okay... I can see your face in a crowded place as I fight against that desire for me to just give up... But something in me tells me that You have more for me... so, I press in even harder than before... to touch only You Jesus Though I fall at times I get back up to look for your sweet smile... to stay the path you have for me. For it is there that I see you. What would I do  as  I come face to face with You? let Your healing now flow let it pour upon me as fresh oil touching deep within my soul.

Strong Fires I come to You my Jesus...  in Spirit and truth, asking for Your holy touch. Purge me with those strong fires burning bright... consume my heart with Your intense passion. Please burn away all my selfish sins, by Your Holy Spirit. I surrender to the flames... they will not destroy, what you have ordained. Just like a house built on a solid foundation...  All those things will be stripped away by fire, that does not bring glory to the King. Let the glory of Your fire fall upon me... let me not pull away, but stand strong in you Jesus.  

Only You You are Holy, Righteous and true... I bow before only You, giving all the honor that you are due... I worship in Spirit and truth. Jesus, I give my all, not withholding any part... of my heart. For you are the potter, and I am the clay...  For you formed and fashioned me, creating me... to give You all glory and praise. a holy vessel sanctified, only for you. I lift you up my Abba, giving up all my worship... in adoration and praise to You.