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A Child's Prayer
        Thomas L. Knapp

Her faith defies the limits
Of human comprehension.
She believes that God will change
If she to Him but mention.
 
With a faith the size of Everest
And a body the size of an ant,
She believes God's power is limitless
And there's nothing He just can't.
 
Mountains are moved.
The cloudless sky rains.
The dead or dying raised.
A little child just prayed.
11/30/2008
 
All of Me
Thomas L. Knapp
Harvest Crusade, Bethel Baptist Church, Georgetown, IL
10/21/2008
 
I was once a slave
To fortune and fame.
I'd hopelessly covet my will.
Then Jesus came
Took my cares to the cross.
Now I just trust in His name.
 
All of me,
Jesus, take all of me
My mind, my emotions, My will.
Whatever I have
I give unto thee.
Jesus, take all of me.
 
In The Realms of the Faithful
Thomas L. Knapp, Sr.
 
I once was decrepit, a sinner by choice,
And hopelessly lost in my sin.
Then Christ came, redeemed me and set my soul free.
The price paid, over death I might win.
 
In the realms of the faithful,
Over there in those mansions so fair,
I shall dwell with my Savior
And forever His Glory I'll share.
 
I fail often in my service to Him,
Not keeping my eyes on the goal.
But He is forgiving. His mercies are great.
Confessing, my fellowship renewed.
 
O friend won't you come to the Savior.
On Calvary He died for you too.
His blood is sufficient to cleanse all sin
Of the world and that includes you.
 
Behold On Yonder Mount
Thomas L. Knapp
 
Behold on yonder mount!
Shepherds watching flocks by night.
Suddenly the angels appear.
O what a glorious light!
They announce the Savior's birth.
Come and see this blessed sight!
 
Shepherds came and worshipped
At the Saviors birth.
Praising God in Heaven
For His wondrous gift.
 
Behold on yonder mount!
Three crosses stand against the sky.
Suddenly the sky is darkened
And the earth violently quakes
As earth morns the Savior's death.
O what a sorrow filled night!
 
Friends betrayed and left Him
To suffer death alone.
Others scorned and mocked Him.
He bore the cross alone.
 
Behold on yonder mount!
While soldiers watch His tomb
Suddenly the stone rolls back
For he's no longer there.
Angels say that He's alive.
He rose up from the grave.
 
Friends gather about Him
Rejoicing at His life.
Pledging their allegiance
To take His word to all.
 
He was born to die.
Died to rise again.
Rose to come again
On yonder mount.
12/3/2008
 
But By My Spirit*
Thomas L. Knapp
 
Gideon had ten thousand
To fight a great enemy.
But God said, "That's too many,
Three hundred's all you need."
 
Not by might, nor by Power,
But by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts.
 
As Joshua faced the city.
A great wall stood between.
God said, "March around it."
The wall fell. What a scene!
 
Not by might, nor by Power,
But by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts.
 
God was not in the earthquake,
Not the fire nor mighty wind.
He was in the still small voice,
Elijah's confidence to win.
 
Not by might, nor by Power,
But by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts.
 
Gideon and three hundred,
Joshua and the wall,
Elijah and the still small voice,
But God had taught them all:
 
Not by might, nor by Power,
But by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts.
 
When you're facing some great challenge
And your foe's about to win,
Look not for might nor power
But for His Spirit instead
 
Not by might, nor by Power,
But by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts.
Zechariah 4:6
 
Amazing Hope*
Thomas L. Knapp, Sr.

Amazing hope, O blessed hope
Of unseen things to be.
Amazing hope, O blessed hope
Tis a surety to me.
 

The streets of gold, the jasper walls
The gates all made of pearl.
I long to walk those streets
It’s blessings to unfurl.
 

The Bible saints, the church’s greats
And friends I long to see.
We’ll talk on forever.
What a reunion that will be.
 

The savior’s face, His gentle voice
The light of glory’s store.
We’ll sing His praise forever
On that blessed peaceful shore.

Come To Jesus With A Song*
Thomas L. Knapp
 

When you get downhearted
And the trials seem O so long.
Put cares behind you. 
Come to Jesus with a song.
 

A song will lift your spirit.
A song will sooth your soul.
A song will lift your burden.
A song will make you whole.
 

Discouragement’s defeated,
Depression just fades away.
Burden’s there are lifted, 
When beside the Cross we stay.
 

Darkness cannot prosper
Where the Light of Christ abides.
Evil flees in terror
Where the Word of God resides.
 

When darkness seems to conquer
And discouragement a curse.
Lift your voice to Jesus
And sing another verse.
 
 
 
 

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