Dear Lord, I do not ask That Thou shoudst give me some high work of Thine, Some noble calling or some wondrous task; Give me a little hand to hold in mine; Give me a little child to point the way Over the strange sweet path that leads to Thee; Give me a little voice […]
As unto the blind the colors Of earth and sky and seas, As unto the deaf the music Of melodious harmonies, As unto the dumb the sweetness Of the songs they have never sung, As unto the alien the welcome In the words of another tongue, So unto those who are strangers To the covenants […]
What can strip the seeming glory From the idols of the earth? Not a sense of right and duty, But a sight of peerless worth. ‘Tis the look that melted Peter, ‘Tis the face that Stephen saw, ‘Tis the heart that wept with Mary Can alone from idols draw. Draw, and win, and fill completely, […]
When the great busy plants of our cities Have turned out their last finished work; When our merchants have sold their last order, And dismissed the last tired clerk; When our banks have raked in their last dollar, And paid out their last dividend; When the Judge of earth shall say, “Closed for the night,” […]
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners […]
Oh, what a happy soul am I! Although I cannot see, I am resolved that in this world Contented I will be. How many blessings I enjoy, That other people don’t! To weep and sigh because I’m blind I cannot and I won’t. —Fanny J. Crosby […]
For feelings come and feelings go, And feelings are deceiving; My warrant is the word of God, Naught else is worth believing. Though all my heart should feel condemned For want of some sweet token, There is One greater than my heart Whose word cannot be broken. I’ll trust in God’s unchanging word Till soul […]
What does it mean this wood So stained with blood; This tree without a root That bears such fruit; This tree without a leaf So leaved with grief? What does its height proclaim Whose height is shame; Its piteous arms outspread Where death lies dead; And in the midst a heart Cleft wide apart? Though […]
Q. A friend of mine told me that he did not believe that the Jews had the Ark of the Covenant in any temple since Solomon’s. I find this hard to believe because of the decree that went out to rebuild the temple (Ezra 1:1-2)—that the temple would be rebuilt without its furnishings. I remember […]