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This is the last post on this blog for perhaps quite a while. I’d like to close up the blog with a song I wrote based on Paul’s word in Philippians chapter 3: “One thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.”

That should be our goal, always. One thing. One thing only.

I welcome you to download the melody and simple chording here. May God guide, strengthen, and bless you daily!

 

One Thing I Do

by Paula Marolewski

 

Verse 1:

Lord, I come to you, with my past and with my pain –

With all the guilt I feel inside, all my failures, all my shame.

And I lay down all of this darkness, all the hurts and all the sin,

I give them up, set them all aside, and pledge to you again …

 

Chorus:

That one thing I do – forgetting what lies behind.

Just one thing I do – pressing onward all the time

Yes, one thing I do – reaching upward for the prize:

For the prize of the call in Jesus Christ –

For the prize of the call in Jesus Christ.

 

Verse 2:

And Lord, I come to you, with the victories I’ve won –

All the best I am and have ever been, all the works for you I’ve done.

These, too, I lay aside lest they stop me on the way –

Lest they weigh me down or turn my eyes from serving you this day …

 

Chorus:

So one thing I do – forgetting what lies behind.

Just one thing I do – pressing onward all the time

Yes, one thing I do – reaching upward for the prize:

For the prize of the call in Jesus Christ –

For the prize of the call in Jesus Christ.

 

Bridge:

There’s nothing in life that’s too great a cost,

Nothing that I won’t give up for lost.

No sacrifice that I will not give

That in you I might live!

 

All of my dreams, every hope I have planned –

I put them all in your loving hand.

May each step that I take be right there with you

And the song that I sing be “One thing I do!” …

 

Chorus:

Oh, one thing I do – forgetting what lies behind.

Just one thing I do – pressing onward all the time

Yes, one thing I do – reaching upward for the prize:

For the prize of the call in Jesus Christ –

For the prize of the call

For the prize of the call

For the prize of the call in Jesus Christ!

 

Copyright 2008 Paula Marolewski, all rights reserved.

On rare occasions, I write songs. I’d like to share this one with you, entitled “Lord of the Pieces.” It was written out of pain and to comfort another who was in pain. For the melody and simple chording, please download the music here.

 

Lord of the Pieces

By Paula Marolewski

 

Where is the peace when my life is in pieces?

What can I do when hope lies crushed on the ground?

Where can I turn when my dreams have been shattered?

When what I have lost will never be found?

 

Some people tell me You’ll fix all the pieces,

That everything always comes right in the end.

But while I know that Your hand is at work here,

I also believe that some things just will not mend.

 

That’s why You must be …

 

Lord of the pieces before You’re Lord of my peace.

I’ve got to give You all the brokenness

Before I find release.

Take each and every shattered part,

Decide what You will do –

To mend and fix, to heal and change …

Or to leave them … broken through.

 

With all of my soul, I wish that time could go backward

That I’d never know the pain that daily I find.

In the night I’m tormented by doubt and by worry –

I can’t seem to stop the thoughts that whirl in my mind.

 

Lord, hear the prayer of Your struggling child,

In all of my sorrow help me to see:

That You bore my pain as You wept in the garden

And still in Your hands You wear the scars from the tree.

 

That’s why I’ll …

 

Give you the pieces, O Lord of my peace.

It is in Your brokenness

That I find my release.

Take each and every shattered part,

Decide what You will do –

I put them in Your nail-scarred hands,

For Lord, I trust in You.

 

Copyright 2006 Paula Marolewski, all rights reserved.