~Ever
So
Softly~
What can I
do?
What can I say
Lord?
Ever so softly I cry for
You,
Let
the pains
stop,
and
let
them
go
away,
Ever
so
Softly
I
cry
for
You,
Let
Your
Truth
be
revealed
that
all
may
see,
Ever
so
Softly
we
cry
for
You,
In the belly of the Beast destination unclear,
we
stand
our
ground
and
call
You
near,
Ever
so
Softly
we
cry
for
You,
Lord we
cry
unto
You
for
our
hopes
and
our
lost,
Ever
so
Softly
we
cry
for
You,
Where shall we
go?
What
shall we
do?
Ever so
Softly we cry out to
You.
Where are you
Lord?
How can we make it
through?
Ever
so
Softly
we cry to
You.
Our Twins are gone, a city destroyed,
yet Ever So Softly we cry to
You.
Men, Woman,
Your
Children
young
and
old, have died for a battle over 6,000 years old.
Ever So Softly We Cry to You.
Inspired
By:
The
HolyGhost
CAB
Deliverance
Ministries
Inc.
~Written
by:
Apostle
Brooks~
~For thus Sayest the Lord Thy God to America~
"BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC"
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord He is trampling out the vintage where the
grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
"His truth is
marching on.
"Glory,
Glory
Hallelujah,"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
His truth is
marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an
altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His
day is marching on.
"Glory,
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
His
truth is marching on.
"I
have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"
As ye deal with my
contenders, so with you my grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching
on.
"Glory,
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
His truth is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is
sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him!
Be jubilant,
my feet!
Our God is marching on.
"Glory,
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
His Truth is marching on,
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory
in his bosom that transfigures you and me:
As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
"Glory,
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah,
"
"Glory
Glory
Hallelujah, "
While God is marching
on.
Written by:
Sister Julia Ward-Howe in 1861
"THE BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC"
May God bless this land and restore His Peace unto our hurting souls,
In Jesus
Name, Amen, Amen, Amen
