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Legacy

In Christ alone will I glory
Though I could pride myself in battles won
For I’ve been blessed beyond measure
And by His strength alone I’ll overcome
Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands
But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand

Chorus:
In Christ alone
I place my trust
And find my glory in the power of the cross
In every victory
Let it be said of me
My source of strength
My source of hope
Is Christ alone

In Christ alone do I glory
For only by His grace I am redeemed
For only His tender mercy
Could reach beyond my weakness to my need
And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more
And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord

im here.

its new!!!

and yes, im tennis-sick. but ive been promised games by zaty, faiz and mel. hehe.im all geared up. in the sense of anticipation, if not physical ability.hahah.
and im gonna save for another racket. need one.

waiting.looking.wanting.

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(By a Lady)


Wanted a hand to hold my own,

As down Life’s vale I glide;

Wanted an arm to lean upon,

Forever by my side.


Wanted a firm and steady foot,

With step secure and free,

To take it’s straight and onward pace

Over Life’s path with me.


Wanted a form erect and high,

A head above my own,

So much that I might walk beneath

Its shadow o’er me thrown.


Wanted an eye within whose depth

Mine own might look and see,

Uprising from a guileless heart

O’er flown with love for me.


Wanted a lip with kindest smile

Would speak for me alone;

A voice whose richest melody

Would breathe affection’s tone.


Wanted a true religious soul

To pious purpose given;

With whom mine own might pass along

The road that leads to heaven.




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(Response to the foregoing).


Wanted a hand that in, my own

Confiding might recline;

Wanted an arm that needs support

To cling with trust to mine.


Wanted a foot to guide through life,

That ne’er from me shall stray,

For which I’ll smooth the rugged path

And clear all thorns away.


Wanted a light and gentle form

To clasp with tender care,

To nestle in my breast and find

A safe asylum there.


Wanted an eye that beams with love,

From angry glances free,

The mirror of a faithful heart

That beats alone for me.


Wanted a lip – ne’er curled with pride –

To thrill at touch of mine;

A voice to speak in kindest tones

Of love and hope divine.


Wanted a soul whom God hath blest

And sealed as His for ever;

That, parted briefly here, we may

Rejoin where none can sever.

more than this.

MORE THAN THIS.

SILENCE AND MOONLIGHT
TREETOPS, THE BREEZE
MORNING AND SNOWFLAKES
COLDNESS, THE FREEZE
AUTUMN AND LAUGHTER
RAINDROPS AND SMILES
TALL MOUNTAINS, DEEP CANYONS
BEGINNINGS, THE EXTRA MILE

WHAT DO YOU THINK IS IMPORTANT TO ME?
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
WHAT DO YOU THINK IS IMPORTANT TO ME?

MORE THAN RAINBOWS AND SHADOWS
MORE THAN GOOD THINGS, MORE THAN TIME
MORE THAN SPARROWS AND RAVENS
MORE THAN SUNSHINE, MORE THAN LIFE

I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THIS, I LOVE YOU MORE.

REPULSED

Grabbed by her neck, she is swung round and her body is hurled at the rough, grey cement wall. For a moment life is thrown out of her as fast as a fleeting memory. She slumps to the ground in a lifeless heap leaving a smear of crimson blood on the dull wall. Insults are slapped in her face and she slips further and further away. They pay no attention to her brokenness and sneer at her while spitting clumps of well-chewed weed at their toy. When she is left alone in the dark her body relaxes for a while but tenses up at the smallest noise, even the drop of a pin. The spit dries on her clothes and in her matted hair. Dried blood on her lips and cheeks crack as she turns her bruised head and murmurs some incomprehensible words. the damage they have inflicted on her, the pain, the shame is like the gaping wound on her head. It is split open and the blood and water have begun to separate oozing and finally being soaked up by her blouse. It is basically repulsive. Just like them.

what if

heres a song talking about regret.not exactly the regret i am thinking of.but oh well. it will suffice.


Here I stand alone

With this weight upon my heart

And it will not go away

In my head I keep on looking back

Right back to the start

Wondering what it was that made you change


Well I tried

But I had to draw the line

And still this question keeps on spinning in my mind


What if I had never let you go

Would you be the man I used to know

If Id stayed

If youd tried

If we could only turn back time

But I guess we'll never know


Many roads to take

Some to joy

Some to heart-ache


Anyone can lose their way

And if I said that we could turn it back

Right back to the start

Would you take the chance and make the change


Do you think how it would have been sometimes

Do you pray that I'd never left your side


<3,
amyruth.

STRIVING

English Language Paper 1 - check

English Language Paper 2 - check

Social Studies Paper - check

Science Chemistry Paper 3 - check

Science Pratical - check

Elementary Mathematics Paper 1 - check

Elementary Mathematics Paper 2 -

Additional Mathematics Paper 1 -

Additional Mathematics Paper 2 -

Art Paper 2 -

Science Physics Paper 2 -

Science Physics/Chemistry Paper 1 -

History Paper -

But as for you, be strong and do not give up, for your work will be

rewarded. 2 Chronicles 15:7

Holidays?

Okay. The holidays are coming to a close with a few more hours for me to enjoy. At least I do
not study or work on Sundays. A real blessing. Tomorrow is English. All I need is to answer
carefully and think out of the box. But no matter what I do, I know the paper will still be hard
and getting a B will be tough.

Church was fun today. I did ushering with some of the YG5B. Some because people like
Becca and BLT were not there. Becca cos she was doing soung and BLT cos he is in the US.
Steph and Mich were really helpful. But the whole group was really nice. I am starting to feel
more relaxed and willing to be myself. Yes, just myself. Got squashed smack in between Jun
Wei and Hahn during service right at the back. Found that if I sat all the way back on my
chair, my heels could not touch the ground. I seriously need to grow. Could hardly hear
anything in the service. But sitting with this youth group was so much better than the YG in
St. George's. Haha. Collected the offering too. Paired up with Steph and she let me do the
countin-the-people thing. Hahaha. You hold this silver thing and for every person in your
section, you click once. We had about 64 in ours. Haha. It is great bonding time really. Then
had lunch with the family at some Jumbo food place near church. Not Wah Chee so did not
see the rest of the YG. Then came back and I read for quite a while before sleeping for even
more a while.

Okay.God please bless me and give me peace of mind for tomorrow's exmas. And bless
everyone else too. Thanks to Becky for praying with me in YG today.((:


Love,

Amyruth.

funny football.

here's a little something to laugh at. and I love the song too!!


Love,

Amyruth.

pray

PLEASE PRAY I AM ENDOWED WITH DISCIPLINE FROM GOD TO STUDY


WITH ULTIMATE STRENGTH THIS WHOLE WEEK IN PREPERATION FOR PRELIMS!!


and may everything we do this week be a hallelujah to the Lord.((:

love,

amyruth.