He’ll Guide Us Forever


We will tell of the LORD
We will make Him famous
Teaching future generations
To proclaim His greatness

He’ll guide us forever
Even when we struggle
Bringing peace and joy to our hearts
In the day of trouble

And He is our fortress
Withstanding enemies
For He rules over Mt. Zion
The King of the City

He’ll guide us forever
And He’ll never fails us
So tell the next generation
That He is the Savior

Behind the lines

Psalm 48

Walk about Zion, go around her,
number her towers,
consider well her ramparts,
go through her citadels,
that you may tell the next generation
that this is God,
our God forever and ever.
He will guide us forever (Psalm 48:12-14).

Into His Hands


When distress weighs heavy like darkness
When sorrow’s grip squeezes too tight
When our eyes waste away in sadness
When there’s terror on every side

Be strong, O saints, and take courage
Be strong and wait for the LORD

For He’s our Rock and our Refuge
Forever Faithful to defend
He’s our Shelter to which we say, Amen!
His Fortress can’t be measured
Proven to hold time and time again
Commit your spirit into His hands

When our tongues struggle to be bridled
When our eyes are tempted to sin
When our hearts beg to worship idols
When we war with the flesh within

And as the sun’s light slipped away
Jesus, would say:
Father, into Your hands I commit my Spirit

Behind the lines

Psalm 31

Rescued (Three Words)


Sin and death and enemies,
Three words who’ve long hated me,
Jesus, You have conquered these,
You have conquered all of these,
To rescue me?

Rescued, redeemed, and saved,
Three words to sing now,
And shout beyond the grave.

You are my strength,
Through ev’ry need,
Jesus, You have set me free,
You are the Strength,
Who rescued me,
You rescued me.

My Refuge, Fortress, and Rock,
Three words for the Son of God,
Jesus, You were cursed and mocked,
While You hid me in Your arms,
To rescue me?

Faith and hope and love abide,
Three words live because You died,
Jesus, how could You delight,
How could you delight and die,
To rescue me?

Behind the lines

Psalm 18

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