He Gives Me Sweet Victory

He’s my Lord and Redeemer, my Strength and my Rock,

He’s my Shield and Defender,  hand in hand we walk.

He’s my gentle Shepherd, who guides and leads me

He restores my soul and gives me sweet victory.

He’s the King of my life and from Him I won’t stray

He arms me for battle and gives strength for the day.

He’s the Lamb, the Messiah who died to save my soul

His blood washed my sins away and now I am whole.

Chorus:  He’s my Lord and Redeemer,

                  He's my Shield and Defender,
                  He's my King and Messiah,

                  He gives me victory, sweet victory.

Judy Wood

The Lost Lamb

One little lamb wandered far away

Why did he ever go astray?

Far from the Shepherd’s guiding hand,

Scared and lost in a sin filled land.

The Father watched for His child’s return

Oh, how His aching heart did yearn

Just for a glimpse of His son’s face

The dear son he longed to embrace.

Then one day as He gazed down the road

His heart with such joy overflowed

For His lost child that He adored

Had to the Father been restored.

Judy Wood

Broken Bits of Me

Oh Father dear, just to be yours

Can you use someone like me,

Lying broken in the dust.

Please be the one that I can trust.

Chorus: You are the Potter

and I am the clay.

Please hold me and mold me

Make me beautiful today.

Lord make me beautiful today

With the tears rolling down my face,

I bring broken bits of clay

At your feet I lay them down

I once was lost, but now I’m found.

Chorus:  You are the Potter

and I am the clay.

Please hold me and mold me,

Make me beautiful today.

Lord make me beautiful today.

You are the Precious One who died

 To heal broken lives like mine

 I gave you my heart and soul

Now all the pieces are made whole

Chorus:  You are the Potter

and I am the clay.

Please hold me and mold me

Make me beautiful today.

Lord make me beautiful today.

Lord Healer of my broken heart

All glory and praise to you

For your ocean full of grace

With your  love I will win the race.

Chorus:  You are the Potter

and I am the clay.

Please hold me and mold me

Make me beautiful today.

Lord make me beautiful today.

Judy Wood

He Calls to Me

He calls to me from lofty mountain high

He calls to me from sparkling starry sky

He calls to me I love you can’t you see

He calls to me…. He calls to me

I hear His voice across the stormy seas

I hear His voice above the towering trees

He calls to me and pleads come follow me

He calls to me …He calls to me

I’ll praise His name through laughter and through tears

I’ll praise His name in spite of doubts and fears

He calls to me from sin I’ll set you free

He calls to me … He calls to me

Judy Wood

A Lamb Gone Astray

A little lamb

Wandered away

Thinking he would find

Greener pastures

Then he looked up

Only to find he was

In an alarming place

There were wolves

Surrounding him

Poised to pounce

Then his Shepherd

Came into view

He ran and placed Himself

In front of the lamb

Ready to give His life

For the lamb

He loved

Judy Wood

I'm Going to Celebrate and Sing

Doesn’t matter if skies are gray or blue

As long as I can walk with you

I’m going to celebrate and sing

What an awesome day with my King!

You are my joy, my victory

You are the one who set me free

I’m going to celebrate and sing

What an awesome day with my King!

You are my reason to rejoice

I’ll praise you with my heart and voice

I’m going to celebrate and sing

What an awesome day with my King!

Heartache will come and I will sigh

I’ll love you even though I ask why

I’m going to celebrate and sing

What an awesome day with my King!

Yours is the love I can’t repay

You are the one who made each day

I’m going to celebrate and sing

What an awesome day with my King!

Judy Wood

Out of the Storm and Into the Sun I volunteer at a women’s prison and ride there with three other women. Last week on our way home the sky was beautiful and clouds were etched in silver. They quickly turned angry looking as the sky darkened. One of my friend’s prayed that God would keep us safe. The rain began to pour down upon us and then my phone rang. I answered it and all I heard were eerie and loud crashing and banging noises. It was my daughter’s phone number which appeared on the scene, but I kept yelling, “Libby, Libby”, but there was no answer. My heart began to fill with fear. I handed the phone to a friend to listen and then Libby answered. Her phone had not been working. She had tried to call and then it had redialed without her knowing it. She was alone in the dark house. The electricity had gone off and she noticed something on the living room floor. A skylight had broken. During the time I was talking to her, it started hailing some and my friend pulled her car off and under the canopy of a motel. The sirens went off and we went inside. We stayed for a few minutes and then were able to start home. There were cars abandoned on the roadside, beaten up by hail. We had to take some detours, but finally arrived home. We had a friend who came over and put a tarp over our skylight. When the storms come now I will remember God will be there. I believe that small bit of hail as we were driving was God’s way of getting us off the road and keeping us out of the heavier rain and hail. He will bring me out of the storm and into the sun. His hand is so powerful and His love for me is ever flowing.

Mine or His

I want to call things Mine, But nothing really is Why am I selfish Like a child Fighting Over toys Why do I say, “it’s my time I want some Just for me” When time and other things Are really His All these blessings Are Precious Gifts, From His Hand To Mine

Curiosity by heyjude

Curiosity by heyjude

Dancing with My Savior by heyjude

Dancing with My Savior by heyjude

You Are the One by heyjude

You Are the One by heyjude

Just a Wallet by heyjude

Just a Wallet by heyjude

Amethyst Sunset

Angelic color display Made by God’s sunny ray Echoing His lavish love Through the splendid sky above Heralding the end of another day Yielding to God like clay Seizing this moment in time To remember the sublime Sensational view Unique and brand new Nocturnal blessing for you Scene of glorious hue Evoking a response of praise Thanking Him for gifts which amaze

Music Maker

His music lifts my spirit as it plays.
My toe starts tapping and my body sways,
but it’s the words which strum my heart’s strings.
They stir my soul to fly with angel’s wings.

Sweet creator of joyful melody,
Thou giver of life’s peaceful harmony.
You write the notes in the symphony
and Father you do it so splendidly.