Lenora McWhorter

Grandma's room is empty, she moved away
she departed this life and is gone to stay
There was no struggle but with great ease
she closed her eyes and took her leave. 

My Grandma was one sweet, loving soul
I had no doubt where she would go.
We all knew Grandma walked with God
and bound for heaven to get her reward.

No way we can  know the lives she touched
because that gracious soul gave so much.
She would share her flour, sugar or meal
or say a prayer to get your body healed.

We had many talks as she sipped  her tea
she shared years of wisdom with me.
She taught me family values and to be kind
but she always had Jesus on her mind.

"You need the Lord" is what she would say.
"You can't make it in this world no other way."
Then grandma kneeled and bowed her head
and a stirring prayer she always said.

"Lord Jesus, I want to talk to you awhile
to ask you please bless this precious child."
Then she asked the Lord to watch over me
and to please make me what I ought to be.

My life is shaped by grandma's prayers
and I'm thankful for her being there.
Her love was evident in so many ways
in her kind words and on her smiling face.

Grandma's leaving is heaven's gain
but one day I will see her again.
Because the Jesus that Grandma knew
She made sure I got to know

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When my hope fades
and all my dreams die.
And I find no answer
by asking the Lord why.

I just keep on trusting
and hold on to my faith.
Because our God is just
He makes no mistakes.

When life's storms come
and trials I must face.
When I find no solution
I just rest in God's grace.

When life seems unfair
and more than I can take.
I look up to the Father
He never make  mistakes.

God knows our struggles
He sees every bend in the road.
But no mistake is ever made
cause He weighs every load.

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He who dwells in the secret place of God
hides under the shadow of the most high.
God will be our protector from all harm
and keep us safe from danger thereby.

The Lord is our refuge and our fortress,
He is our security from life's storms.
God will deliver us from the enemy's prey.
and the Lord will shield us from all harm.

So fret not, nor be afraid of terror by night,
or of danger and disasters do not fear.
Though thousands may fall all around you
the Lord, our protector is always near..

God  orders His angels to watch over us
lions and adders are put under our feet.
God is our security from the wicked ones
only their doom and destruction will we see.

God rescues those who put their trust in Him
and He promises to answer those who call.
The Lord will deliver us in times of trouble
and by His strong hand He wont let us  fall.

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