Songs In The Night

Draw Me Nearer I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice, And it told Thy love to me; But I long to rise in the arms of faith And be closer drawn to Thee. Refrain: Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord, To the cross where Thou hast died; Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord, To Thy precious, bleeding side. Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord, By the pow’r of grace divine; Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope, And my will be lost in Thine. Oh, the pure delight of a single hour That before Thy throne I spend, When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God I commune as friend with friend! There are depths of love that I cannot know Till I cross the narrow sea; There are heights of joy that I may not reach Till I rest in peace with Thee. ~Frances J. Crosby~

Does Jesus Care? Does Jesus care when my heart is pained Too deeply for mirth or song, As the burdens press, and the cares distress, And the way grows weary and long? Refrain: Oh, yes, He cares, I know He cares, His heart is touched with my grief; When the days are weary, the long nights dreary, I know my Savior cares. Does Jesus care when my way is dark With a nameless dread and fear? As the daylight fades into deep night shades, Does He care enough to be near? Does Jesus care when I’ve tried and failed To resist some temptation strong; When for my deep grief there is no relief, Though my tears flow all the night long? Does Jesus care when I’ve said “goodbye” To the dearest on earth to me, And my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks— Is it aught to Him? Does He see? ~Frank E. Graeff~

Grace Greater than Our Sin Marvelous grace of our loving Lord, Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt! Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured, There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled. Refrain: Grace, grace, God’s grace, Grace that will pardon and cleanse within; Grace, grace, God’s grace, Grace that is greater than all our sin! Sin and despair, like the sea waves cold, Threaten the soul with infinite loss; Grace that is greater, yes, grace untold, Points to the refuge, the mighty cross. Dark is the stain that we cannot hide; What can we do to wash it away? Look! There is flowing a crimson tide, Brighter than snow you may be today. Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace, Freely bestowed on all who believe! You that are longing to see His face, Will you this moment His grace receive? ~Julia H. Johnston~

God In Heaven Hath A Treasure God in heaven hath a treasure, Riches none may count or tell; Hath a deep eternal pleasure, Christ, the Son, He loveth well. God hath here on earth a treasure, None but He its price may know— Deep, unfathomable pleasure, Christ revealed in saints below. Christ, the Light that fills the heavens, Shining forth on earth beneath, Through His Spirit freely given, Light of life ’midst shades of death. Down from heav’n’s unclouded glory God Himself the treasure brought, Closing thus His love’s sweet story With His sweetest, deepest thought. God in tongues of fire descending, Chosen vessels thus to fill With the treasure never ending, Ever spent — unfailing still. Still unwasted, undiminished, Though the days of dearth wear on, Store eternally unfinished, Fresh, as if but now begun. Earthen vessels, marred, unsightly, But the treasure as of old, Fresh from glory, gleaming brightly, Heav’n’s undimmed, unchanging gold. God’s own hand the vessel filling From the glor...

Only God Is Able I search out pearls of wisdom, and gladly them impart, praying I will find the ones to touch a heart. Words that tell of Jesus, the way, the truth, and life, in whom we have redemption; his blood has paid the price. I search out songs of praise, and gladly them impart, praying I will sing the ones to touch a heart. Songs about the Saviour, who intercedes above, and calls us to repentance by his redeeming love. I take what I discover, and lift them to the Lord, praying he will use them as a mighty sword, for only God is able to pierce the heart within, and use his holy word to turn man from his sin. ~By Deb Bolack~ Used With Permission. 2 Corinthians 4:6 For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. Psalms 45:1 My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer. Rece...

The Night Before Outreach Twas the night before outreach and throughout the church walls Not a creature was stirring to the preacher's altar calls. The people were nestled all snug in their seats, In the hopes that he'd finish, so they could go home and eat. Outside a community on a straight road to hell, Inside a community unwilling to tell That Jesus has risen and all who are lost Could come and have life, without money or cost. But like walls on a prison that are heavy and stout, The Christians stayed in and the lost stayed out. "For who has built this inseparable wall? And who is the one resisting the call, To go to the fields where the harvest is white And shine in the place where He made us light?" While the preacher was pleading to get out of the pews, And into the fields where we could be used, All of a sudden, in the blink of an eye, With the blast of a trumpet, the Lord appeared in the sky. And all those who slumbered awoke with a fright, And instead of rejo...