Jacob, did you lay your head upon a stone,
Sleeping in the desert all alone?
Were the heavens opened there,
Did a ladder God prepare,
Angels going up and down to the throne?
Jacob, did you lay your head upon a stone?
I, too, have laid my head upon this stone
When I'm feeling weary and alone.
Jesus is the One
I lay my head upon,
He gives me rest and strength to carry on.
I, too, have laid my head upon this stone.
Jacob, did you wrestle with a man
All night long upon the desert sand?
Was He the Son of Man,
Wasn't He the great I Am?
Jacob, did he touch you with His hand?
Jacob, did you wrestle with a man?
I, too, have sometimes wrestled with this Man,
Just to know His will, to know His plan,
But I have overcome
When conquered by the Son,
When I let Jesus touch me with His hand.
I, too, have sometimes wrestled with this Man.
Jacob, did somebody change your name,
Changed your life and left you not the same?
Israel thou art now,
Power with God hast thou,
He touched you there and left you limp and lame.
O, Jacob did somebody change your name?
One day I met a Man who changed my name,
Changed my life and left me not the same.
From heaven to earth He came
In the power of the Name,
Now I sing His honour and His fame.
One day I met a Man who changed my name.
Friday, February 11, 2005
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2 comments:
Nick , Your thoughts and poems touch me deeply . Bless you .
nancy
Nancy,
That's why we're all here - to build up one another. Glad it touches you.
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