Treasure Of His Heart

Kristine Cucinotta Murphy

God, speak through mine husband each day
Being a mouthpiece in all you will have him say

Anoint his words to touch the very hearts of others and his
A chosen vessel of royal priesthood in such a time as this

Bless his hands to bless all he will touch
Allow him to be good and faithful over much

Fulfil his every heart’s desire to bring you glory
Keep him patient and steadfast to continue to tarry

Provide his every need and let him praise only you for it
Keep his heart washed clean with your Holy Spirit

Put a new song in his heart to hum
Multiply all he has for your Kingdom

Increase his territory, let him not become idle
Be his reigns and bridle

Take him places he’s never been before
Open the floodgates of heaven, his cup running over

Blessings upon blessings I speak over mine husband
As he shepherds your flock to the Promised Land

Pointing to all the way in which to go
In Jesus name it is so

Luke 6:38-45
Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.

39 And he spake a parable unto them, Can the blind lead the blind? shall they not both fall into the ditch?

40 The disciple is not above his master: but every one that is perfect shall be as his master.

41 And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but perceivest not the beam that is in thine own eye?

42 Either how canst thou say to thy brother, Brother, let me pull out the mote that is in thine eye, when thou thyself beholdest not the beam that is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, cast out first the beam out of thine own eye, and then shalt thou see clearly to pull out the mote that is in thy brother’s eye.

43 For a good tree bringeth not forth corrupt fruit; neither doth a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.

44 For every tree is known by his own fruit. For of thorns men do not gather figs, nor of a bramble bush gather they grapes.

45 A good man out of the good treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is evil: for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh.