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Then Sings My Soul Saturday



How can we comprehend God’s love? I know I can’t grasp its entirety. The Way of the Cross is a powerful meditation, not only in the spring when we Christians celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ, but all year through. The video I chose for today features the song: Because of Love, sung by Women of Faith.

Amy at Signs, Miracles and Wonders hosts Sing My Soul Saturday.






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  1. What a beautiful way to begin Saturday with a song that makes our souls sing and remain content and focused on God!

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  2. Daughter of the Righteous King! So beautiful...thank you for your encouraging words as you stop by to pay a quick visit...it is truly refreshing...much love from the daughter of the King...you are lovely!

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  3. I stopped in to say hi and thank you for your continued prayer for our family.

    Love you,
    Alleluiabelle

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  4. Blessings... I wanted to visit you and view your song but I'm currently facing technical difficulties not being able to view You Tubes... just a white space.

    Thankfully you wrote the song and that it's being sung by Women of Faith. I know this one so well.

    I'm so thankful to Our Lord that because of His love we can celebrate His victory! Great song choice! He is so holy; to receive all the glory forever and ever and as you share all year long! Thanks for your visit!

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  5. Absolutely beautiful to just sit and worship with this music!

    Thank you for sharing it.

    Blessings!

    Sonja

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  6. His love that is so unfathomable. So undeserved. Yet He chose to come down and still make it known. Praising the Author or love with you. God bless and be strong in His mighty power. Love to you.

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  7. Can't say I have ever heard this one. Beautiful words and music.

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  8. Thank you for sharing the video and your post. Blessings.

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  9. Love, love this music....so glad that I stopped by...Doing a little Sunday morning blog hopping...Its snowing here.
    I have 2 GREAT GIVEAWAYS that I will draw for tonight ...
    stop by and leave a comment...That's all that's needed.
    Teresa
    http://teresa-grammygirlfriend.blogspot.com/

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  10. Thank you for that beautiful song and for your sweet visit. Blessings ~

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  11. Thank you for this uplifting post.

    I needed this reminder.

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  12. I needed to see this today. Thank you!

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