How Could I Doubt?


©Deborah Bolack 2002
Pianist Bethany Isaac
Soloist Emerald Stanley
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From the opening bud of a fragrant rose
to the face of my own sweet baby.
The stars in the heavens, the rising sun
on a sparkling mountain stream.
As I ponder this awesome handiwork by the Lord of infinity,
I think of all he gave for man; how could I doubt God’s majesty?

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How could I doubt the Lord of glory, when all creation sings?
How could I doubt my precious redeemer,
when my whole being is praising his name?
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From his heavenly throne, Christ came down to man,
as a servant, though he is King.
They beat him, and gave him a crown of thorns,
then they nailed him to a tree.
As I ponder the depth of this sacrifice by the Lord on Calvary,
I’m humbled by all his wondrous grace;

how could I doubt God’s love for me?
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How could I doubt the Lord of glory,
when all creation sings?
How could I doubt my precious redeemer,
when my whole being is praising his name?
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I’ll never doubt my Lord and Saviour.
I’ll forever praise his name!

I'll forever praise his name!
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These lyrics started out as a question to someone else, “How can you doubt God?” At the time, Daniel was a baby, and as I searched for words to describe God’s amazing creation, I couldn’t help but think of the face of my own sweet baby. I am truly in awe of the thought that God loved me so much that he sent Jesus down from the glories of heaven, to be born as a little baby and to grow as a man in order to be the sacrifice for my sin. How can anyone hear of the depth of that love and sacrifice, and still doubt God?

Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handiwork.
1 John 4:10 Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.
Psalm 145:3-5 Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable. One generation shall praise thy works to another, and shall declare thy mighty acts. I will speak of the glorious honour and majesty, and of thy wondrous works.

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