Monday, July 31, 2006

I Love To Tell The Story (Hymn)

I Love To Tell The Story
(Words: A. Katherine Hankey; Music: William G. Fischer)

I love to tell the story of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true;
It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do.

Chorus:
I love to tell the story, ’twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story; more wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams.
I love to tell the story, it did so much for me;
And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.

I love to tell the story; ’tis pleasant to repeat
What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story, for some have never heard
The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word.

I love to tell the story, for those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest.
And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song,
’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.

Sunday, July 30, 2006

I Know Whom I Have Believed (Hymn)

I Know Whom I Have Believed
(Words: Daniel W. Whittle; Music: James McGranahan)

I know not why God’s wondrous grace
To me He hath made known,
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love
Redeemed me for His own.

Chorus:
But I know Whom I have believed,
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.

I know not how this saving faith
To me He did impart,
Nor how believing in His Word
Wrought peace within my heart.

I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing men of sin,
Revealing Jesus through the Word,
Creating faith in Him.

I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me,
Of weary ways or golden days,
Before His face I see.

I know not when my Lord may come,
At night or noonday fair,
Nor if I walk the vale with Him,
Or meet Him in the air.

2 Timothy 1:12 For the which cause I also suffer these things: nevertheless I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.

My Savior First Of All - Hymn by Fanny Crosby

Hymn For Saturday

My Savior First Of All
(Words: Fanny Crosby; Music: John R. Sweney)

When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide,
When the bright and glorious morning I shall see;
I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,
And His smile will be the first to welcome me.

Chorus:
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.

Oh, the soul thrilling rapture when I view His blessed face,
And the luster of His kindly beaming eye;
How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace,
That prepare for me a mansion in the sky.

Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come,
And our parting at the river I recall;
To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.

Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,
He will lead me where no tears will ever fall;
In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

The Love Of God (Hymn)

Hymn For Thursday

From Cyberhymnal:

[Frederick Lehman] wrote this song in 1917 in Pasadena, California, and it was published in Songs That Are Different, Volume 2, 1919. The lyrics are based on the Jewish poem Haddamut, written in Aramaic in 1050 by Meir Ben Isaac Nehorai, a cantor in Worms, Germany; they have been translated into at least 18 languages.

"One day, during short intervals of inattention to our work, we picked up a scrap of paper and, seated upon an empty lemon box pushed against the wall, with a stub pencil, added the (first) two stanzas and chorus of the song… Since the lines (3rd stanza from the Jewish po­em) had been found penciled on the wall of a patient’s room in an insane asylum after he had been carried to his grave, the general opinion was that this inmate had written the epic in moments of sanity."

The Love Of God
(Words and Music: Frederick M. Lehman)

The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell;
It goes beyond the highest star,
And reaches to the lowest hell;
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled,
And pardoned from his sin.

Chorus:
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints’ and angels’ song.

When years of time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
When men, who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call,
God’s love so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.

And Can It Be That I Should Gain (Hymn by Charles Wesley)

Charles Wesley was another prolific hymnwriter, and to me, this one has got to be his best hymn. It seems there are several versions out there. Our previous church hymnal had stanzas 1, 3, and 4 - and I was sadly disappointed when we purchased new hymnals with stanza 6 (rather than the third one, which was my favourite), with shortened verses (the last two lines were removed from each stanza and the chorus sung twice instead).

And Can It Be That I Should Gain
(Lyrics: Charles Wesley; Music: Thomas Campbell)

1) And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Saviour’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain?
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Chorus:
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

2) ’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.

3) He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace;
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race;
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

4) Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray,
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

5) Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.

6) No condemnation now I dread;
I am my Lord's, and He is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine;
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

The Cleansing Wave (Hymn)

The Cleansing Wave
(Lyrics: Phoebe W. Palmer; Music: Phoebe P. Knapp)

Oh, now I see the cleansing wave!
The fountain deep and wide;
Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save,
Points to His wounded side.

Chorus:
The cleansing stream, I see! I see!
I plunge, and oh, it cleanseth me!
Oh, praise the Lord! It cleanseth me!
It cleanseth me — yes, cleanseth me.

I rise to walk in Heav’n’s own light,
Above the world and sin,
With heart made pure and garments white,
And Christ enthroned within.

I see the new creation rise;
I hear the speaking blood.
It speaks! Polluted nature dies!
Sinks ’neath the cleansing flood.

Amazing grace! ’tis Heav’n below
To feel the blood applied,
And Jesus, only Jesus know,
My Jesus crucified.

Zechariah 13:1 In that day there shall be a fountain opened to the house of David and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem for sin and for uncleanness.

Monday, July 24, 2006

Waiting For A Change (Poem)

This poem was originally passed on to me by a friend going through a tough time. As time went on and her situation never seemed to be resolved, I decided to dedicate a page to her. As I was trying to determine what poem to send out for today, I read this to my sister, and it really fit a trial in her life. She was encouraged and exhorted me to use this for today.

Waiting For A Change

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried.
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait!"

"Wait?, you say, wait!" my indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?
By FAITH I have asked, and am claiming Your Word."

"My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and You tell me to WAIT?
I'm needing a 'yes,' a go-ahead sign,
Or even a 'no' to which I can resign."

"And Lord, You promised that if we believe
We need but to ask, as we shall receive.
And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!"

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, "You must wait."
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting... for what?"

He seemed then to kneel and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want -- but, you wouldn't know ME."

"You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint;
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence were all you could see."

"You'd never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You'd know that I give and I save ... (for a start),
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart."

The flow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have LAST."

"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that 'My grace is sufficient for thee.'
Yes, your dreams for your loved ones overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss! if I lost what I'm doing in you!"

"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
THAT THE GREATEST OF GIFTS IS TO GET TO KNOW ME.
And though oft may My answers seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to WAIT."

~Author Unknown~

And we know that the Son of God is come,
and hath given us an understanding,
that we may know Him that is true,
and we are in Him that is true,
even in His Son Jesus Christ.
This is the true God, and eternal life.

1 John 5:20

The Path of Life by Angela Trenholm (Poem)

Poem For Sunday

The Path of Life

Lord, is my life a stumblingblock,
To babes in Christ around me?
Is it consistent with Your Word,
Or filled with hypocrisy?

Have I caused Your little ones,
To falter from the straight way?
My heart breaks at the very thought,
Dear God, of leading one astray!

Lord, search my reins and try my heart.
If there be any wicked way,
Pluck it out by its evil roots;
Let none of its vileness hold sway!

As David cried, so I plead of You,
"Create in me a clean heart!"
Renew a right spirit within me;
only You Lord, give a new start,

That I may arise and proclaim,
Teaching sinners of Your redemption,
That they may be converted unto You,
Praising You in acclamation.

Keep my heart tender, oh Lord,
To hear that still small voice
That convicts the humble heart of sin,
And makes righteousness its choice.

Order my footsteps in Your Word;
Let me not falter in times of strife.
Let this my daily prayer be,
To walk in the paths of life.

December 26th, 2003
Angela B Trenholm

Angela's testimony regarding this poem:

The concerns and responsibilities of being a Mom can be so overwhelming. How often do I feel that the task is too big and I am so frail. How often do I cry out to my Lord to help me to be the Mother He wants me to be, so I can raise up the precious children He has given me in a way that is pleasing to Him.

I wrote this poem when I was feeling very much a failure as a mother, but I knew I had to get my eyes back on the only one who could help me raise up our precious daughters in a way that would bring honour and glory to the Lord.

If I did not have His precious promises in His Holy Word and the comfort of His Holy Spirit living in me to lean on, the task would soon become unbearable. How thankful I am for a loving, merciful Saviour, who takes great pleasure in comforting and uplifting those who trust in Him.

Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. Proverbs 3:5-6

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalms 16:11

This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the LORD'S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. Lamentations 3:21-23

Saturday, July 22, 2006

All The Way My Savior Leads Me - Hymn by Fanny Crosby

This hymn is one that the Lord has truly used in my life to comfort and strengthen me time and again. Fanny Crosby is definitely one of the best hymn writers that I have ever heard.


All The Way My Savior Leads Me
(Lyrics: Fanny Crosby; Music: Robert Lowry)

All the way my Savior leads me;
What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy,
Who through life has been my Guide?
Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort,
Here by faith in Him to dwell!
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well;
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.

All the way my Savior leads me,
Cheers each winding path I tread;
Gives me grace for every trial,
Feeds me with the living Bread.
Though my weary steps may falter,
And my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see;
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see.

All the way my Savior leads me
O the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father’s house above.
When my spirit, clothed immortal,
Wings its flight to realms of day
This my song through endless ages—
Jesus led me all the way;
This my song through endless ages—
Jesus led me all the way.

Friday, July 21, 2006

It Is Well With My Soul (Hymn)

One of my favourite hymns is It Is Well With My Soul. When I learned the story behind it, it took on more meaning to me. While there are often trials and tragedies in our lives, that doesn't have to effect the state of our soul. H.G. Spafford suffered tremendous loss, yet he still had his faith in the Lord and trusted in the midst of his sorrow.

The main thought repeated in this hymn comes from 2 Kings 4:23 and 26. It is the story of the Shunammite woman whose son died but was restored to life again because of her faith in the Lord (see Hebrews 11:35). She knew that whatever happened, the Lord was still in control and it would be well with her and her family.

One line of this hymn has impressed me more than anything else - that is the last line: "Even so," it is well with my soul. The phrase, "Even so", is in quotations because it refers to Revelation 22:20 - even in the midst of the worst time this world will ever face, true believers can still say, "It is well with my soul"!

It Is Well With My Soul
(Lyrics: H.G. Spafford; Music: Philip P. Bliss)

1) When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Chorus:
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

2) Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

3) My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

4) For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

5) But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!

6) And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
"Even so," it is well with my soul.

Thursday, July 20, 2006

All Poems And Hymns On This Site

Here is an alphabetical list of all poems and hymns on this site. All author information, if known, is listed on the individual pages. For those who are interested, I have marked poems and songs I have written with an asterisk.

To read poems written by me (Jerry Bouey) that might not also be on this blog, please visit my original poetry site, Home Of The Real McCoy, and bookmark the Table of Contents for that site. I will try to add any newer poems (written since 2021) on this blog as well for those who do not visit my old site.


For more information about my first poetry book:
Refuge In The Storms Of Life

You can view this whole book as one continuous page by clicking here:

Refuge In The Storms Of Life

My second poetry book:
The Seasons Of Your Pilgrimage

Lord willing, I will be putting together a third poetry book (please pray for this project):
So Amazed By Grace


Good PDFs of my poetry books:

For ebook/PDFs, click on the links below to download the zip files, which you just need to unzip in your Downloads folder, and then open in your ereader:

Refuge In The Storms Of Life PDF (My first poetry book)

The Seasons Of Your Pilgrimage PDF (My second poetry book)

Poems And Promises PDF (a quick booklet put together, including encouraging poems and short devotionals)

Please feel free to download and pass these on if they are a blessing and encouragement to you.

All the poems posted in this blog are posted in Alphabetical order below, but first is a list of the most recent poems written in the last several years.

Poems Written In 2021:

Through Darkened Skies
Struggles And Victory
Faith As A Grain Of Mustard Seed
Undertake For Me
Behold Your Saviour
When The Enemy Comes In Like A Flood
Soaring Aloft On Eagle's Wings
Claiming God's Promises
One Day Up In Glory

Poems Written In 2022:

To Him That Overcometh
All My Springs Are In You
Thou God Seest Me
I Sleep, But My Heart Waketh
Wrestling Until The Break Of Day
There's A Lion In My Heart 

Poems Written In 2023:

Only In Jesus
A Reststop Along The Way
The Darkness Is Passing Away
There Were None Like These
Lift Up Their Hands
ABC's Of Heaven's Glory
How Shall They Call?
Go Forward On Your Knees
Just As I Was
Walking On The Water With Jesus

Christmas Project 2023:

Facing Your Goliath
Choosing To Guard My Heart And Mind
Our Little Miracle
Blazing A Trail God's Way
My Prayer For Sanctuary
Be Strong And Of A Good Courage
Jesus In You
The Gift Of Myrrh (Christmas Poem)

Poems Written In 2024:

Mary And Martha
More Than Enough
A Call To Remembrance


Alphabetical List Of Poems:

A-E 

"Afraid? Of What?" (by E.H. Hamilton)
All My Springs Are In You  NEW (2022) * Poem read in church  
Be Thou Clean (Song)  (2000) * - Poem read in church 
Even In This  (2008) *
Everything's Changed  (2010) *

F-J

Freefall (Song)  (2010) *
Friends Forever   (1993) *
God Meant It Unto Good - Poem read in church
God's Gift  (1994) *
God's Love Through The Storm  - Poem read in church
God's Precious Promises  (2002) *
Go Forward On Your Knees   NEW (2023) *
Immanuel (Hymn by Charles Spurgeon) - Poem read in church
I Shall Come Forth As Gold (Song)  (2003) *
I Sleep, But My Heart Waketh  NEW (2022) * Poem read in church  

K-O

Lent By The Lord  (2005) *
Meaningless? (1994) *
More Like The Master (Hymn)
More Than Enough   NEW (2024) *
Mother's Day In Heaven  (2006) * - Poem read in church 
"No Accidents"  - Poem read in church

P-T

Show Me Christ  (1995) *
Slow Down, Daddy!  (2006) * - Poem read in church 
So Amazed  (2002) *
The Answers Why  (2002) *
The Dark Tomb  (2010) *
The Day My Saviour Died   (2000) * - Poem read in church
The Door Of Hope  (2003) *
The Father Of The Fatherless  (2008) * - Poem read in church
The Four Calls
The Fulness Of Jesus   NEW
The Game Of Life   NEW (1992) *
The Gift Of Myrrh   NEW (2023) *
The Good News   (2000) *
The Touch Of The Master's Hand (Hymn)  - Poem read in church
Thirsting In This Wilderness  (2012) *- Poem read in church 
Through This Valley *
Thou God Seest MePoem read in church  NEW (2022) *
'Twas The Night Before Jesus Came
Two Lives United   (1995) *
Two Roads Or Three?   (1998) *- Poem read in church 

U-Z

Under Construction  (1995) *- Poem read in church 
Undertake For Me   NEW (2021) *
Under Thy Wings (by Kate Plourde)
Waiting For A Change  - Poem read in church
Why Wait Until Tomorrow?  (2001) *
Will You?   NEW (1998) *
Will You Be A Jonathan?   (1996) *
Wings (Song)   (1994) *
Wrestling Until The Break Of Day   
NEW (2022) * Poem read in church