If Jesus Came to Your House
If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two, If He came unexpectedly, I wonder what you'd do. Oh, I know you'd give your nicest room to such an honored Guest, And all the food you'd serve to Him would...
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Not Ashamed of Christ
Jesus! and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine thro' endless days! Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted...
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The Silence of God
Jehovah saith no more; the voice of God hath ceased. No more by vision or by dream, by prophet or by priest, By ephod or by teraphim, by angel or by star, By altar or by sacrifice, He speaketh from afar. No more—He saith...
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Prove the Doctrine
So let our lips and lives express The holy Gospel we profess, So let our words and virtues shine To prove the doctrine all divine. —Author Unknown
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Hastening to Eternity
My soul, amid this stormy world, Is like some flutter'd dove, And fain would be as swift of wing To flee to Him I love. The cords that bound my heart to earth Are broken by His hand; Before His cross I found myself A stranger in...
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Good Friday
Am I a stone, and not a sheep, That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross, To number drop by drop Thy Blood's slow loss, And yet not weep? Not so those women loved Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee; Not so fallen Peter weeping...
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The Anvil of God’s Word
I paused last eve beside the blacksmith's door, And heard the anvil ring, the vesper's chime, And looking in I saw upon the floor Old hammers, worn with beating years of time. "How many anvils have you had?" said I, "To wear and batter all...
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The Jesus-Way
Oh, there's many a thorn in the Jesus-way, Many a thorn, I know; There is grief and loss and the pain of the cross Wherever my feet may go. But the Lord will heal all the wounds I feel, When the thorns have pricked me...
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Jesus is God
Jesus is God! The solid earth, The ocean broad and bright, The countless stars, like golden dust, That strew the skies at night, The wheeling storm, the dreadful fire, The pleasant, wholesome air, The summer's sun, the winter's frost, His own creations were. Jesus is God! The glorious...
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