AnthonyFosterPhD

Christ has become our only dream The risen reality that redeems Bearing our cross we bear much fruit Running the race in holy pursuit We pledge to live what we believe We will not live like those who grieve We rise like an eagle when he flies Giving you glory as we arise Fixing our eyes upon your throne No other God but you alone Lifting us up on wings of grace You transformed all the dreams we chase Satan may scheme to take us down But we'll respond as those who’ve found The Hope and peace that never dies Giving you glory as we arise Our destination in the race To become a people full of grace To rule and reign with you as your own And to finally know as we are known And so to live is Christ and to die is gain This is our joy as we remain- Resurrection power that never dies We give you the glory as we arise. Anthony Foster April 19, 2011

Here is God's good and perfect will Here are His purposes fulfilled To change us till we are transformed Into the likeness of Christ conformed. Called to the cross, called to suffer loss Bid to come and die Bid to come and self to deny Take up your cross and follow Take up your cross and follow Follow the Master for He paid the cost Enter into His sufferings A living sacrificial offering And in that poor and lowly place He exalts the weak by His Grace. Called to the cross, called to suffer loss Bid to come and die Bid to come and self to deny Take up the cross and follow Take up the cross and follow Follow the Master for He paid the cost For all of us sinners Are losers or winners For all of us fell at the fall Though bereft and depraved By His mercy we’re saved Made alive now to answer His call. Called to the cross, called to suffer loss Bid to come and die Bid to come and self to deny Take up the cross and follow Take up the cross and follow Follow the Master for He paid the cost...

You have set Your throne on high May Your Kingdom come on Earth Your redemption draweth nigh As we manifest your Worth. In Your good and pleasing, perfect will Revealed as a sacrifice We live in this and so fulfill The sufferings of Christ. So set your throne in us Your slaves who have become Your children, heirs and living trust Until your Kingdom comes For as You died and then were raised As your power in us attains We live and move to see you praised Your Sovereign grace e’re reigns. You have set Your throne on High And from Your mercy seat The call of the cross bids us come and die And to worship at Your feet. And so we boldly enter in Your presence shall never depart As we leave behind what might have been, Build Your altar within our heart. So set your throne in us Raise us to the heavenlies The sanctified who were declared just By the truth that set us free For as You died and then were raised This same power in us attains We live and move to see you praised Your Sovereign grace...

No blogging in the month of March and most of April is gone... sorry folks but life is a happenin' thing...

Can't believe I have been blogging for over 8 years. That is alottagloggin, and it's been fun. Now Facebook shares in the fun, but I will keep on posting lyrics and news, clues, and views here ad infinitum...

The hills are calling me today And waters gush from virgin clay And I will leave plow and team And follow the bright winding stream Traveling its course along What a beautiful silvery song The pebbled brook sings just for me And I am filled with ecstasy To the hills I will lift up my eyes And see the living Lord arise This is where my help comes from There I will rest till my day comes. Before me lies the gushing spring Around its blue mouth tall blades cling I’ve found the shady hills at last And trees their cooling shadows cast They hold me as a bosom friend I wish the day would never end God’s hills are wondrous fair today And I could here forever stay. To the hills I will lift up my eyes And see the living Lord arise This is where my help comes from There I will rest till my day comes. After a depression era poem by John B. Cruise Anthony Foster February 22, 2011

‘Neath the cross I will take refuge In this dry and weary land In the glory of His sacrifice I will hope and I will stand. Oh the shadow of the Cross Fall full upon me I pray Oh shadow of the Cross Cover me in your refreshing shade Be my refuge In this wilderness Be my place of shelter And my place of rest Be the place where I am fully blessed Neath the shadow of the cross. In the light of the glory of the Presence Casts a cross shaped shadow on our walls And we tremble in this glory As on our lives this shadow falls The cross is a tower Erected on the Rock Where His outstetched wings Shelter His own flock Oh the shadow of the Cross Fall full upon me I pray Oh shadow of the Cross Cover me in your refreshing shade Be my refuge In this wilderness Be my place of shelter And my place of rest Be the place where I am fully blessed Neath the shadow of the cross. Anthony Foster February 13, 2011