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I have showed you all things, how that so laboring ye ought to support the weak, and to remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how he said, It is more blessed to give than to receive.

Acts 20:35

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He’s Still There
(for those who remember the Zombies and their song
She’s Not There, this a rewrite of the lyric
to be set to that tune)


Did someone tell you about Him- the crucified?
And of the reason God sent Him- and why He died?
It’s not too late if you are sorry,
And if your life- is in despair
Take the time to seek and find Him
O He’s still there…

Please let me tell you of this One from God,
and what He said - the message that he brought
His voice was loud and right,
His eyes were clear and bright
And He’s still there…

If no one tells you about Him, what will He do
If no one tells you about Him, o what can you do
Might get too late to say you're sorry
If your not told, how will you dare
To take the time to seek and find Him
For He’s still there...

Well let me tell you what He did for us,
Defeating hell and death, the power of His Word
He spoke and calmed the sea,
He died to set you free,
And He’s still there.

May I tell you that His love- for you is true
And He lives and that your life - He may renew
If for your sin you are truly sorry
And will give up your evil ways
Know that in seeking you will find Him
Yes He’s still there....

Please don’t delay to say your sorry,
It was for you He died up on the tree,
For the sins we did He suffered,
And He’s still there.... for you and me.

So let us come to Him, receive His Life
and the power of His love.
His hand held out to you
can all your sin undo,
Yes HE’S STILL THERE.

© 2007 David Severy

Needy One

O Lord I come, the needy one
For Thou art satisfied.
What is to come is no surprise
To Thee the Lamb who died.

My helpless heart must humble be
Receiving from Thy hand,
That which I need to dutifully
Obey Thy Good Commands.

The fears we have within our souls
Let not them still our feet,
O, let fear draw us unto Thee,
Unto Thy Mercy Seat.

To Thee O God, Thou bid us: “Come.”
By Christ alone we may,
And must to gain in time of need
Thy Grace which alone can save.

©2007 D Severy