Dad Hopper, by Marie MacIntyre

A dear friend wen t

To our God up above -

But before he went

He learned of God's love.

Through a friend he learned

of God's love so deep,

And she taught him to pray

Before he went to sleep.

He learned of God's love

And he learned of God's care,

I'm sure, because he learned,

God's Kingdom he will share.

Do Not Condemn, by Marie MacIntyre

Father I look at many persons

And the way they speak to Thee,

And sense their deep emotions,

For I feel them here in me.

Some may not seek Thee truly

And see Thee as the only way,

Yet, I cannot condemn them

As I lift my heart and pray.

God comes to all who love him

And many paths lead to Thee.

Let not my eyes be blinded

In the differences I see.

The cross Christ died upon

Meant that he died for me,

And God is here beside me

And I his love do see.

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