Archive for the ‘Struggles’ Category

Heaven’s My Home

 

My chains are heavy

They weigh me down

I can’t pick my feet up

From off the ground

 

I am in a prison

Behind steal bars

My heart is broken

All full of scars

 

This is a prison

In my mind

I found this out

For the very first time

 

During a time

When I was lost

When I was searching

I then found the cross

 

I heard the gospel

I heard it real clear

I heard Christ’ voice

He drew me in near

 

He changed my heart

From the inside out

He removed my fears

He cast my doubt

 

I now bring my burdens

To the foot of the cross

So no longer will I stumble

Or ever be lost

 

I now have security

I am an heir to the throne

I’ll never get lost

Because Heaven’s My Home

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018

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Seasons come, Seasons go

The battle rages for your soul

It’s your faith that stands the test

Lean to God, He’ll give you rest

The devil tells you only lies

As your soul, to take, he tries

A believer’s soul he cannot take

In your boots, he wants you to shake

To live in fear is his aim

To believe the lie is his game

But thankful for a loving God

Who loves you even tho you’re flawed

It was on the tree He paid the price

It was His life He sacrificed

He cleansed you when you’re dead in sin

Then sent His Spirit to live within

His Spirit is now your guide

He forgives your sin deep and wide

Thankful to a loving God

That died to free you from your flaws

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018

Freedom In Christ

 

Born as a babe

a Savior is come

To a lost world

where sin they succumb

He came as a Savior

He came as a King

A message to the broken

is what He did bring

He raised the dead

the sick He healed

With a message for hearts

His Word is revealed

He called them out of darkness

in sin they were lost

He obeyed His Father

all the way to the cross

He was beaten and bullied

He was nailed to the tree

He completed Gods plan

by dying for you and me

Redemption was planned

since before the fall

To those that believe

their life has a call

In Jesus we believe

that He conquered the grave

Death couldn’t hold Him

in three days He was raised

Salvation He offers

forgiveness He gives

Freedom in Christ

is how we now life

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018

Giving Thanks

On the dawn of a new day

A day for giving thanks

My heart is more rich

Than all the money in the bank

In my heart I must ask

What am I thankful for

First and foremost

That Christ knocked at my door

He saw a broken man

That needed more than fixing up

He offered me a drink

Of Living Water from His cup

This Water is the source

That gives life to the lost

He came with a purpose

To died on the cross

He came with a message

Redemption is Gods plan

How they all asked

Could this come from this man

He was man and God

Wrapped all in one

He’s the King of Kings

He is Gods only Son

If you asked me again

What I’m most thankful for

It was on that day

That Christ knocked at my door

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018

Freed From The Chains

You are the Truth
That sets men free
You are the Word
That was nailed to the tree

I was broken and flawed
All bound in chains
With scars thru my heart
I had nothing but pain

My eyes were soaked
With nothing but tears
My heart was crying out
I was shaking with fear

I was lost in the dark
Couldn’t find a way out
The voices in my head
Wanted to scream and shout

I was tied to my sin
While in captivity
Until I met that man
That was nailed to that tree

On a dead-end road
He knew I was lost
He told me right then
That’s why He died on the cross

He met me right there
Right where I was at
I was in the middle of sin
I knew I was trapped

He reached for my hand
To give me a hand up
He gave me living water
He said drink from this cup

He said walk this way
Go and sin no more
That was the day
That Christ knocked at my door

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018

My Old Friend

Hello darkness, my old friend

Your time is coming to an end

You were my friend when I was lost

When I seem to never count the cost

It was a time that seemed so fun

Though I was always on the run

My life was always full of stress

Full of fear I must confess

It seemed I was always on the go

Who my friends were I had to know

I met a man who died for me

He was on a cross at Calvary

With arms stretched wide He provided grace

He dried the tears that ran down my face

Then picked me up when I was down

He put me up on solid ground

Now I’m blessed in a whole new way

On this path I think I want to stay

Hello darkness my old friend

Your time is coming to an end

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018

Free From A Snare

When I was young I had no hope

I often dazed I couldn’t cope

I found a new path but was led astray

Now in the dark I learned to play

As I played without a care

I soon found out I was in a snare

The snare was strung from tree to limb

With eyes half closed this looked so grim

Now in a mess with no way out

I soon began to moan and doubt

My thoughts and doubts were full of fear

I wished somehow someone was near

I heard a voice in the distant air

This was somehow an answered prayer

This voice reached down and grabbed my hand

Then led me to the promise land

At the gate I couldn’t walk in

Because my life was full of sin

This voice explained He was my God

How He loved me even tho I’m flawed

His love will cover all my sin

Then free me from the mess I’m in

He began to tell me how He died

To free me from all satans lies

He proceeded to tell about the cross

How He died to save who’s lost

His plan of salvation is my hope

Free from sin I now can cope

His salvation freed me from my sin

Now in my heart His Spirit lives within

I’m a child of God I am His heir

I am set free from my snare

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018