Any Given Sunday

Each of our steps are foreseen and part of the Master's plan,
He sees the end at the same time each of our lives began:
With God's great love He draws us in closer every day,
It's His desire that we choose to repent and be saved

Another Sunday comes and another Sunday goes
The church of the living God grows, and grows
Nothing will stop the gospel from going out
Victory is in the camp now with a shout!

Each of our lives has a purpose in God's Master plan:
We have joy discovering what He's placed in our hand--
Serving and living for God is never wasted time:
He uses everything we give to make our light shine!

Another Sunday comes and another Sunday goes
The church of the living God grows, and grows
Nothing will stop the gospel from going out
Victory is in the camp now with a shout!

When God forgives a sinner and those sins by baptism are washed away,
The kingdom of darkness loses another soul to Jesus on any given Sunday

--bro. tim pickl   
Tuesday January 22, 2008 A.D.

"Those the Lord blesses will possess the land,
but those he curses will die.
The Lord directs the steps of the godly.
He delights in every detail of their lives.
Though they stumble, they will never fall,
for the Lord holds them by the hand."
Psalm 37:22-24  (NLT)

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