That still small voice, my spirit hears,
as Father speaks to me;
Each Child of Mine must
also face their own Gethsemane.

Just as my own begotten Son,
faced His alone and prayed;
'Let this cup pass', with sweat,
as blood, not His will but mine, obeyed.

Each Child of Mine
must willingly their own
will crucify; in trust and
true obedience, self, they,too, must deny.

As Jesus died upon the cross,
the world's sins to atone;
Each Child of Mine must bury self
behind that heavy stone.

And when their Resurrection comes,
with will and self both slain;
a brand~new yielded vessel arises
cleansed from every spot and stain.

Each Child of Mine atunes their
spirit, The Shepherd's voice to hear;
then gladly do they trust and obey
their Saviour's voice so dear!

Mary Carter Mizrany
April 19, 2008
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Spirit~breathed for
Times of Refreshing Conference