Let's March to the Beat of God's Heart

March To The Beat Of God's Heart - Flashshcards

Let's March to the Beat of God's Heart

children's song

by: Susan Nikitenko July 2010

Let's march to the beat of God's heart

March to the beat of grace

Let's hear those feet... hit the ground

A consistent pace

Sing" Onward Christian Soldiers"

With victory as our goal

Tell others Jesus loves them

And win a wandering soul

Onward, Forward, here we go!

Stomp, Stomp , Stomp ...Hear the sound?

Let's march to the beat of God's heart

Till all the walls fall down

Let's march to the beat of God's heart

March to the beat of love

Let's hear those feet hit the ground

With strength from Him above

Sing Glory, Hallelujah

With Heart and mind and voice

Bring Glory to our Savior

Remember to rejoice

Onward, Forward, here we go

Stomp, Stomp , Stomp ...Hear the sound?

Let's march to the beat of God's heart

Spread the Good News round.

Spread the Good News round.

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Grandma's Blankets - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Grandma's Blankets

By Susan Y Nikitenko 2010

While Grandma's hands crocheted in grace;

Each blanket for her lovely ones.

She prayed the prayers that Grandmas do;

For family, friends, and all till done.

Each single stitch, She stitched in love;

She wrapped her gifts with fancy wrap.

With smile, she kissed each cheek that passed;

And hugged each one upon her lap.

And while each child tore paper way;

She'd smile a smile that shined to say;

I love you dears, you are my joy.

The blankets then became their play.

Bobby hid beneath the red one;

And Kristin Hid beneath the blue.

And cuddled sweetly with her doll;

Was the littlest one named Sue.

When bedtime came they all were tucked;

And faithfully each child obeyed.

Curled up in blankets stitched with love;

Each child took turns and sweetly prayed.

Grandma rocked, in her fav'rite chair;

With Bible stories on her knee.

And read to them, most ev'ry night;

And hugged and kissed them, faithfully.

A pretend story about love and prayer that has a true message. A message of faithfulness, faith and family.

In this poem Grandma lives with the family as a widow. She spends her time with the children teaching them valuable lessons and giving them memories that will last a lifetime. Let us not forget that choices do effect others no matter how old we get.

Poetry On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All my poems with stories are both real and fictional designed to illustrate a biblical truth. All Rights Reserved