Father above it is my one true desire,
To know You and love You more.
All of my days I want to serve You,
It’s You I live for.

You are the reason that I live,
Each day is a gift from You.
So Father it is my heart’s desire,
To serve You in all that I do.

Lord I surrender my heart and my soul,
Let Thy will be done.
I’m here for You Father, please use me,
To win lost hearts one by one.

I’ll shout to the world that You are my God,
Ashamed I will never be.
I’ll live my life so that others can see,
That You are living in me.

To live all my days serving You.
Is my desire dear Lord.
To love You and know You fills me with joy,
Loving You is my reward.

So today I give you all of my troubles
worries and strongholds
Knowing that you transform me
Into your perfect mold!

For loving You I know for Sure
Is my great reward
I SURRENDER
Romans 12:2

- – - written by Connie Ciccone © November 2006

I sat upon the edge one day
To cast my gaze below,
Observing what was said and done
By men I did not know.

Thus caught my eye a horrid sight
I all but understood
And jumping up, my head amiss,
Flew quickly as I could.

Before my King I humbly came,
Cast on my knees in prayer;
With quiet voice and aching heart
I questioned the worlds current affairs?

He picked me up with gentle hands
And searched me with His eyes;
He set me there before His throne
And turned to part the skies.

He told me then of man, all loved,
Who breathed His very breath;
He told me how He gave them all,
By suffering in His death.

“And yet,” cried I, “they love You not,
But few do seek Your name;
There seems no thought of Heaven or hell;
“For them, life is just a game!”

He turned His head – I saw the tears -
As He watched the world below;
Then breathed to me a painful sigh,
“I know, my child, I know.”

But then He said Lets Pray!

- – - By Connie Ciccone ©November 2006

Before U were thought of or time had begun,
God stuck the U in the name of His Son.
And each time U pray, you’ll see that it’s true,
You can’t spell out JesUs and not include U.

You’re a pretty big part of His wonderful name,
For U, He was born; and that’s why He came.
His great love for U is the reason He died.
It even takes U to spell crUcified.

Isn’t it thrilling and supernaturally grand
He rose from the dead, with U in His plan?
The stones split away, the gold trUmpet blew,
and this word resUrrection is spelled with a U.

When JesUs left earth in His upward ascension,
He felt there was one thing He just had to mention.
“Go forth into the world and tell them it’s true
That I love them all – Just like I love U.”

So many of the lost are spelled with a U,
Don’t they have a right to know JesUs too?
It all depends now on what U will do,
He’d like them to know,
And It All Starts With U.

– - – written by Connie Ciccone