Archive for the ‘Prayer’ Category

Christ freed me from the bondage of sin

Oh my, what a mess I was in

My freedom came with a price

He died to give me new life

This new life consists of His ways

In which my aim is to not stray

He gave me His Spirit as a guide

His conviction is what I want to abide

I confess my sin to my Lord

My heart is where His Word is stored

There’s nothing I can do to earn grace

Nor strength to run in this race

Christ is the one true God

He gives healing where I am flawed

Worthy is the Lamb who was slain

Christ died to break all my chains

Oh my, how I used to be lost

I’m now thankful that Christ died on the cross

He was raised to life on the third day

To give me a life worth living today

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2017

Christ humbled Himself and became a man

With a message He came, obeying God’s plan

He would bleed on a tree to save our soul

This was said by the prophets of old

He came to die to set man free

He died for you, He died for me

He brought us His Word, He brought us grace

Christ gives us power to run in this race

He gives what we need to live a holy life

He’s our strength in temptation and in strife

I’ve tasted God’s goodness, I’ve tasted His ways

From His commands I never want to stray

Christ is my Savior, He is my Lord

He is my comfort when in discord

Christ changed my heart, for this I know

As I practice His ways there’s fruit that shows

Jesus is more than just a friend

I know He’ll be with me till the very end

I love my Jesus with all of my heart

I try to put Him first right from the start

There’s power in the blood, there’s power in the resurrection

If you submit to Jesus He will give you more than affection

He gives us love, He calls us His heir

I hope you will choose Jesus, This is my prayer

 

 

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2017

Christ humbled Himself and became a man

He came with a message obeying God’s plan

He would bleed on the cross to save man’s soul

For this was said by the prophets of old

He came to die to set man free

On a cross that was meant for me

Death could not hold Him in the grave

It was for the lost and broken He came to save

He was raised to life on the third day

Ahead of us He prepared the way

He heals the sick, the lame and the lost

If you want to follow Jesus you must count the cost

He gave us His Spirit to be our guide

Our heart is where His Spirit resides

I used to be broken with a hole in my heart

Until I met Jesus, He gave me a new start

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2017

I was lost and broken all inside

Had twisted emotions that I couldn’t hide

I was all alone with no friends in sight

Being cornered in a field, I had to fight

It was two on one the odds stacked high

I thought they were my friends, I tried to ask why

The betrayal that I felt was more than I could stand

It seemed to me they were guided by satan’s hand

The wind was blowing, it was cold and brisk

When all of a sudden my face caught a fist

We tossed and turned and fell to the ground

The other boy jumped in so we went for a round

All of a sudden a bystander stopped by

She broke up the fight before they could ask why

This was a day I sent a prayer up to God

I asked what was wrong with me and why I was flawed

I don’t know if He answered, I really don’t know

My spirit was telling, telling me to go

Where was I to go, what was I to do

I was so lost and feeling so blue

I had no place to go, I couldn’t go home

I was stuck in this world and felling all alone

I eventually got thru that one lonely day

From then I feared people and kept them at arms bay

From then on I kept to myself

For fear that no one could help

This happened when I was young

Having few friends hurt and stung

But I eventually grew up and moved on

It’s now a memory that has since gone

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved, 2011 through 2016

It was is in the wee hours of a star lit night

Wise men were guided by a star so bright

They were following what the prophets foretold

Bringing with them myrrh, frankincense, and gold

They were gifts for the new born king

The child of which the angels did sing

Conceived by God’s Spirit not by a man

Born of a virgin for this was God’s plan

Sent from God this child sublime

Redemption came from this perfect paradigm

This child came with a message that He must tell

His message of redemption that saves us from hell

This message of redemption we all must hear

Oh Holy Spirit come open our ears

Open our hearts to receive God’s Word

The message of Christ is the message we heard

The Son of God is King at birth

His message is told throughout the earth

If you’re in need of hope on Christmas this year

It’s the message of Christ I pray that you hear

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved, 2011 through 2016

I awoke one morning with pain in my heart

Trying to find words is a hard start

I describe the pain as one big hole

Empty was I with an ache in my soul

I describe the ache with one big sigh

Temptation set in and I wanted to get high

My mouth began to water, I got a taste in my mouth

My mind began to wonder and my thoughts went south

I start thinking about back in the day

How I started using drugs and lost my own way

My soul became empty and broken was I

My thoughts were churning how I wanted to die

I needed a fix and I needed it right then

Broken was I and I thought it was the end

I rolled onto to the floor and on to my knees

I said a quick prayer, Lord will You please

I heard a soft voice whisper in my ear

Come to me child I’ll draw you near

That was the day my life began to change

I found a Savior in Christ who no longer was strange

I gave Him my life and submitted to His ways

With the strength of His Spirit, I don’t have to stray

I call Him my friend, I call Him my Lord

I stay in His Word to sharpen my Sword

He led me with His Spirit and filled that hole

I am no longer empty I gave Him my soul

 

 

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved, 2011 through 2016

The King of Israel is born

Unto a world that is sinful and torn

He came for Israel’s lost sheep

But their old ways they’d rather keep

Many miracles He did perform

The Pharisees treated Him with scorn

He healed the sick and the lame

The blind got to see without shame

He had love for all that were lost

His love got Him hung on a cross

Or was it sin that put Him upon that tree

The broken He came to set free

He rose from the grave on the third day

It’s to Him we are thankful we pray

The world is still broken and lost

I am thankful that He hung on that cross

He still comes for all that are broken

His love is what we find hope in

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved, 2011 through 2016