In His Chariot, by Marie MacIntyre

I thank Thee dear Father

For my glimpse of the Lord,

You are driving your chariot

And want us all aboard.

You have filled me with fire

For thy Glory to see,

And I thank thee and praise thee

For I know you love me.

This spirit just fills me

In and exceeding great way,

And I praise thee and witness

For thy presence today.

Praise God

I Have Found a Church, by Marie MacIntyre

I have found a church,

A place to visit God indeed.

In which to feel God's presence

In times where I have need.

This place is dear to mea,

In love I visit here,

For God I seek to worship

And I feel his presence dear.

Oh God, so fill my life,

That it will bloom anew -

And all who see me know,

That the newness comes from You.

Great Possibilities are Yours, by Marie MacIntyre

Great possibilities are yours.

You alone can set the pace.

The only blocks are in your mind,

To slow you in your race.

For life, a race we all do share;

And share it how we will;

The one who shares with others

Will find a peace instilled.

You are in charge of all our deeds.

Will each one light the way -

A way for others to follow you?

If not - you do decay.

For talents that are left unused,

Do wilt and tend to die.

God has left the decision to you,

A decision to you and I.