Thou, Oh Lord

The past few days have seemed to crawl by.  I am amazed at how I find peace in what God is doing, and yet, I have cried a thousand tears.  I think that people tend to equate crying with weakness, and yet, even Jesus cried when Lazarus died.  Jesus cried and I am certain he was fully aware that he was going to raise him from the dead.  In our society we like to say that if you cry, you are weak.... but I personally think that tears are just a way of allowing our hearts to draw nearer to God in times of trial, when you are scared, and even in the times of great Joy.  Yesterday, Clay called around 10:30 am.  I knew that when he called me yesterday, it would be the last time I heard from him until Thursday.  It was one of those  calls that you really don't want to end, but you know it has to come to an end.  I knew he was heading into a place much like Daniel was sent to as well.... the Lion's den.  I cried.. But God reminded me of so many times when He sent His servants into places, not to scare them, but to bring light to His Glory and  His mercies.  As I sit here this morning, I am reminded of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego.  They refused to recant their faith and were thrown into a very hot furnace.  But we know what God did.... He sent His angels to protect and provide for these precious servants.     My husband and 149 other men from Georgia have gone into a place much like the lions den and the fiery furnace... and our God is a shield for these men through this time, just as he was for Daniel and  Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego .  So, here is the song we sang Easter Sunday in choir..... It has been the song of my heart this week... for Clay and for our family as we eagerly wait to hear from him next week.  They will be singing this in N.K.  as well.  I will try to post the Choir video with this later. 
God Bless... 


 Thou, Oh Lord
Many are they increased that troubled me
Many are they that rise up against me
Many there be which say of my soul
There is no helpe for him in God

But thou, oh Lord are a shield for me
My glory and the lifter of my head
Thou, oh Lord are shield for me
My glory and the lifter of my head

Repeat

I cried unto the Lord with my voice
And he heard me out of His holy hill
I laid me down and slept and awaked
For the Lord sustained, for he sustained me


Thou, oh Lord are a shield for me
My glory and the lifter of my head
Thou, oh Lord are shield for me
My glory and the lifter of my head