Thread: A GIft for Ali-Pac

From day to day we come across much sadness and travesty in the news. Such things would turn the stomach of even the strongest soldier. So Ill leave you today with this,


At the sign of triumph Satans host doth flee;
On then, Christian soldiers, on to victory!
Hells foundations quiver at the shout of praise;
Brothers lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.

Like a mighty army moves the church of God;
Brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod.
We are not divided, all one body we,
One in hope and doctrine, one in charity.

What the saints established that I hold for true.
What the saints believe that I believe too.
Long as earth endureth, men the faith will hold,
Kingdoms, nations, empires, in destruction rolled.

Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane,
But the church of Jesus constant will remain.
Gates of hell can never gainst that church prevail;
We have Christ?s own promise, and that cannot fail.

Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng,
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song.
Glory, laud and honor unto Christ the King,
This through countless ages men and angels sing.

Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.
(Sabine Baring-Gould) (St. Gertrud) (Arthur S. Sullivan)

With out worry, devote our service here to God, do this for him the rest will fall in place.
gaga06



If I indeed, were to forward this to our President, with action to the words here at home, he could never fail us.

God of our fathers, whose almighty hand
Leads forth in beauty all the starry band

Of shining worlds in splendor through the skies
Our grateful songs before Thy throne arise.

Thy love divine hath led us in the past,
In this free land by Thee our lot is cast,

Be Thou our Ruler, Guardian, Guide and Stay,
Thy Word our law, Thy paths our chosen way.

From wars alarms, from deadly pestilence,
Be Thy strong arm our ever sure defense;

Thy true religion in our hearts increase,
Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace.

Refresh Thy people on their toilsome way,
Lead us from night to never ending day;

Fill all our lives with love and grace divine,
And glory, laud, and praise be ever Thine
(Daniel C. Roberts)

GW thinks more of a war that he fights, and less and less of His Lord. Its Not my place to tell him this so, Please pray that God will protect us in this battle, even if our government cant.

Victory we shall have, because we seek strength through him, all we need is acquired through him.
(Nehemiah’s victory)
(gaga01)


They who know the Savior shall in Him be strong,
Mighty in the conflict of the right ’gainst wrong.
This the blessèd promise given in God’s Word,
Doing wondrous exploits, they who know the Lord
Victory! victory! blessèd, blood-bought victory!
Victory! victory! vict’ry all the time!
As Jehovah liveth, strength divine He giveth
Unto those who know Him—vict’ry all the time!
In the midst of battle be thou not dismayed,
Tho’ the pow’rs of darkness ’gainst thee are arrayed.
God, thy Strength, is with thee, causing thee to stand,
Heaven’s allied armies wait at thy command.
Brave to bear life’s testing, strong the foe to meet,
Walking like a hero midst the furnace heat,
Doing wondrous exploits with the Spirit’s Sword,
Winning souls for Jesus, praise, O praise the Lord (Leila N. Morris)

For ali-pac with reverence for all your work.
No other words come to mind today, but to speak truly of how Great My Lord is.

Oh Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works
Thy hands have made

I see the stars
I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout
The universe displayed

Then sings my soul
My Saviour, God, to Thee
How great thou art
How great thou art
Then sings my soul
My Saviour, God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art

When Christ shall come
With shouts of adulation
And take me home
What joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow
In humble adoration
And there proclaim My God
how great Thou art

How great Thou art!

Victory we shall have, because we seek strength through him, all we need is acquired through him. Nehemiah’s victory


Very True!

Jesus was hit on, stoned and spit one, even hung on the cross to die for me, but the one thing he said was father forgive them, he turned that battle to the lord.
(gaga and tom Hyib)



On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.


So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.


In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I’ll share.

George Ben*nard Talk about some Great lyrics, now this old boy could write music !



’Tis the old time religion,
[or Give me that old time religion]
’Tis the old time religion,
’Tis the old time religion,
And it’s good enough for me.
(Charles D. Till*man)


Most of us never see this, but we all in one way or a nother keep some old time values. Think about this tonight, tommorro. If America would jump back in time and use some of that old time religion, the kind our former presidents used. The world would be differnt. Thank you Lord for my values.

With a friend such as Jesus, from first to last, any foe we meet, anticipate No fears instilled in us in any form from leaders of the opposition, will we win. Any of the goals we approach today, will achieve something positive. I can guarantee this because we must trust in him.
(Gaga,07)

What a Friend we have in Jesus,
all our sins and grief’s to bear!
What a privilege to carry everything
to God in prayer!

O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful
who will all our sorrows share?

Jesus knows our every weakness;
take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden,
cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge,
take it to the Lord in prayer.

Do your friends despise, forsake you?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield you;
you will find a solace there.

Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised
Thou wilt all our burdens bear
May we ever, Lord, be bringing all to Thee in earnest prayer.
Soon in glory bright unclouded there will be no need for prayer
Rapture, praise and endless worship will be our sweet portion there.





While I’m away from the office today, you all can be well assured I’m using the resources ali-pac has given to me to fight the good fight
I give this to you all in return. And today , William I give this to you because without Americans for legal Immigration Pac, Americans would not have such solid wherewithal.




No mater what your personal circumstances and experiences , if you can give two dimes and pinny or nothing at all, Gods there for you !


As it fell out upon one day,
Rich Divès made a feast,
And he invited all his friends,
And gentry of the best.

Then Lazarus laid him down and down
And down at Divès’ door:
“Some meat and drink, brother, Diverus,
Bestow upon the poor.”

“Thou’rt none of my brothers, Lazarus,
That liest begging at my door;
No meat, nor drink will I give thee,
Nor bestow upon the poor.”

Then Lazarus laid him down and down,
All under Divès’ wall:
“Some meat, some drink, brother Diverus,
For hunger starve I shall.”

“Thou’rt none of my brothers, Lazarus,
That liest begging at my gate;
No meat, no drink will I give thee,
For Jesus Christ His sake.”

Then Divès sent out his hungry dogs,
To bite him as he lay;
They hadn’t the power to bite one bite,
But licked his sores away.

Then Divès sent to his merry men,
To worry poor Lazarus away;
They’d not the power to strike one stroke,
But flung their whips away.

As it fell out upon one day,
Poor Lazarus sickened and died;
There came two angels out of heaven,
His soul therein to guide.

“Rise up! rise up! brother Lazarus,
And go along with me;
For you’ve a place prepared in heaven,
To sit on an angel’s knee.”

As it fell out upon one day,
Rich Divès sickened and died;
There came two serpents out of hell,
His soul therein to guide.

“Rise up! rise up! brother Diverus,
And come along with me;
There is a place provided in hell
For wicked men like thee.”

Then Divès looked up with his eyes
And saw poor Lazarus blest;
“Give me one drop of water, brother Lazarus,
To quench my flaming thirst.”

“O, was I now but alive again
The space of one half hour!
O, that I had my peace again
Then the devil should have no power.”

Amen.

Im Glad Im ready, Gald Im willing but have I done enough.


Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling,
Calling for you and for me;
See, on the portals He’s waiting and watching,
Watching for you and for me.

Come home, come home,
You who are weary, come home;
Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling,
Calling, O sinner, come home!

Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading,
Pleading for you and for me?
Why should we linger and heed not His mercies,
Mercies for you and for me?

Time is now fleeting, the moments are passing,
Passing from you and from me;
Shadows are gathering, deathbeds are coming,
Coming for you and for me.

O for the wonderful love He has promised,
Promised for you and for me!
Though we have sinned, He has mercy and pardon,
Pardon for you and for me.
(Will L. Thomp*son)


If I work all my life for any one thing, The lord should get the criedit!

Today is Sunday March 4th, and all night last night I kept coming up blank with this Sunday’s message. Until now. We all have opinions we all have an education. In this great country we live in, we all have a right to express that opinion and use that education how ever we want, when we want, and with out fear. We are what we make ourselves. We can accomplish any thing!



Come, ye sinners, lost and hopeless,
Jesus’ blood can make you free;
For He saved the worst among you,
When He saved a wretch like me.


And I know, yes, I know
Jesus’ blood can make the vilest sinner clean,
And I know, yes, I know
Jesus’ blood can make the vilest sinner clean.

To the faint He giveth power,
Through the mountains makes a way;
Findeth water in the desert,
Turns the night to golden day.

In temptation He is near thee,
Holds the pow’rs of hell at bay;
Guides you to the path of safety,
Gives you grace for ev’ry day.

He will keep thee while the ages
Roll throughout eternity;
Though earth hinders and hell rages,
All must work for good to thee.
(Anna W. Waterman)


Have A Blessed Day

In the wake of all the miss conceptions about the lack of our government’s capability to keep us free, I would like to ask every one to consider this, and see why I can say with out a doubt our Lord, our God’s mighty hands hath made our country free, and free we will always be…

O Lord, our God, Thy mighty hand
Hath made our country free;
From all her broad and happy land
May worship rise to Thee.
Fulfill the promise of her youth,
Her liberty defend;
By law and order, love and truth,
America, America, befriend!
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The strength of every state increase
In Union’s golden chain;
Her thousand cities fill with peace,
Her million fields with grain.
The virtues of her mingled blood
In one new people blend,
By unity and brotherhood,
America, America, befriend!
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O suffer not her feet to stray;
But guide her untaught might,
That she may walk in peaceful day,
And lead the world in light.
Bring down the proud, lift up the poor,
Unequal ways amend.
By justice, nationwide and sure,
America, America, befriend!
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Through all the waiting land proclaim
Thy gospel of goodwill;
And may the joy of Jesus’ Name
In every bosom thrill.
O’er hill, and vale, from sea to sea,
Thy holy reign extend;
By faith and hope and charity,
America, America, befriend!


Only if we stand together can we be free, looking back and reliving all the mistakes with out making changes will allow us to suffer them again. Pointing fingers if we look closely, there is always three pointing back.

If America dosesnt make mistakes, we are not working hard enough on the problems. And that's the bigest mistake we will make.

Last night we got the message that Josh My wife’s brother landed safely in Paris Island on his venture in to law enforcement with USMC.

I send this to the men and women boy and girls at home, who cant serve to protect our borders and our freedom.


If you cannot, on the ocean, sail among the swiftest fleet,
Rocking on the highest billows, laughing at the storms you meet,
You can stand among the sailors, anchored yet within the bay,
You can lend a hand to help them, as they launch their boats away.

If you are too weak to journey up the mountain steep and high,
You can stand within the valley, while the multitudes go by;
You can chant in happy measure, as they slowly pass along;
Though they may forget the singer, they will not forget the song.

If you have not gold and silver ever ready to command;
If you cannot toward the needy reach an ever open hand;
You can visit the afflicted, o’er the erring you can weep;
You can be a true disciple, sitting at the Savior’s feet.

If you cannot, in the conflict prove, yourself a soldier true,
If, where fire and smoke are thickest, there’s no work for you to do;
When the battlefield is silent, you can go with careful tread,
You can bear away the wounded, you can cover up the dead.

If you cannot, in the harvest, gather up the richest sheaves,
Many a grain both ripe and golden oft the careless reaper leaves;
Go and glean among the briars growing rank against the wall,
For it may be that their shadow hides the heaviest wheat of all.

Do not, then, stand idly waiting, for some greater work to do;
Fortune is a lazy goddess, she will never come to you.
Go and toil in any vineyard, do not fear to do or dare,
If you want a field of labor, you can find it anywhere.

{Ellen Maria Huntington Gates}

Today for the very first time in my life, I’ve seen a Foreign Nations Flag out side of a home in the big city of Cincinnati Ohio, right beside it was a sign that read soon this will be our country. It shocked me so much I drove around twice to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. This message not only frightens me but saddens me. America is Gods, and Americans to govern.
America has a flag of liberty and should only be flown first, above and before any other nations flag.


My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From every mountainside,
Let freedom ring!

My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills,
Like that above.

Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees,
Sweet freedom’s song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

Our fathers’ God, to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom’s holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King.



I turely am at a loss for words.