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TEACH US TO NUMBER OUR DAYS 25/07/2012


Awesome God! How Great thou art! You are God! You are not human.
We lift our hands in worship. We lift our hands in praise! Awesome God! Awesome God!!
The trees shake at Your sound. The mountains quake at Your Voice. The oceans tremble at Your Word.

Thank You for this week so far. Thank You for Your love. Thank You for Your protection. Thank You for journey mercies. Thank You for Provision. Thank You for Grace.

Thank You for reminding us of the immediate presence of the end time. Thank You for the numerous signs. Thank You for keeping the Church intact in the midst of this fierce persecution.

Oh Lord! Teach us to number our days that we may incline our hearts to wisdom. Lead us daily to the path of truth. Let Your Love burn every works of flesh in our life. Make us stay far from little foxes that spoil the vine.

Lord! Help us to break every dirty habit. Save us from besetting sins. Rescue us from all the things we do in secret. Search our hearts and see if there be any hidden thing in there.

Give us a broken and contrite spirit. Lord we want to serve you. Cloth us with the Righteousness we have in Christ Jesus.

We re-dedicate our life to You.  

Break Us! Mold Us! Build Us! Make us Vessels fit for the Master's use. By the end of this week, let our life make men to give glory to you. Let our everyday life be the book and bible that men will read and surrender to You. Make us living epistles!
And above all, may we not miss heaven at the end.

We have prayed in Jesus Saving Name! Amen!

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