Poetry I love

Stuart Townend wrote many hymns, How Deep the Father’s Love and this one,

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In Christ Alone

(co-written with Keith Getty.)

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In Christ alone my hope is found

He is my light my strength my song

This Cornerstone this solid ground

Firm through the fiercest drought and storm

What heights of love what depths of peace

When fears are stilled when strivings cease

My Comforter my all in all

Here in the love of Christ I stand

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In Christ alone who took on flesh

Fullness of God in helpless Babe

This gift of love and righteousness

Scorned by the ones He came to save'

Til on that cross as Jesus died

The wrath of God was satisfied

For ev'ry sin on Him was laid

Here in the death of Christ I live

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There in the ground His body lay

Light of the world by darkness slain

Then bursting forth in glorious day

Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory

Sin's curse has lost its grip on me

For I am His and He is mine

Bought with the precious blood of Christ

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No guilt in life no fear in death

This is the pow'r of Christ in me

From life's first cry to final breath

Jesus commands my destiny

No pow'r of hell no scheme of man

Can ever pluck me from His hand

'Til He returns or calls me home

Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand

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And from the hand of my daughter, KB.

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Imagination

Little boy, squirly, whirly and loudly

homschooled gently with patience by mother.

Thinking of monster trucks to crash and burn

Imagination on fire so proudly.

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Pink little girl sitting so quietly

dolls, horses, tea and lace- unlike brother

Over trucks she certainly does prefer

Imaginations burn so differently.

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Thinking of Prince Charming, she sings sweetly

strategically plotting to scare sister

Best friends- brother, sister -one family

Imaginations afire burn so differently