Songs In The Night

He’s Still Got The Whole World In His Hands I was worried and discouraged - Life had me quite upset. I was ready to give in and break down, But a still small voice whispered, "Not yet." I was reminded of God's love for me; A gentle assurance brought me hope. The Lord is not limited by my situations, And that reminder helped me cope. His Spirit lives within me, And I know I have been born again. Whatever happens to this old world I know it is still held in His hands. Yes, He's still got the whole world in His hands, Though sometimes I may not see; But Jesus reminds me from His Words of Life That with those same gentle hands He still holds me. I need not fear for my tomorrows, And my past is all but gone, But when I look toward my future, His bright promises shine on! July 29th, 2002 Jerry Bouey John 10:28-30 And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all...

So Send I You So send I you to labor unrewarded, To serve unpaid, unloved, unsought, unknown, To bear rebuke, to suffer scorn and scoffing - So send I you to toil for Me alone. So send I you to bind the bruised and broken, O'er wand'ring souls to work, to weep, to wake, To bear the burdens of a world aweary - So send I you to suffer for My sake. So send I you to loneliness and longing, With heart ahung'ring for the loved and known, Forsaking home and kindred, friend and dear one - So send I you to know My love alone. So send I you to leave your life's ambition, To die to dear desire, self-will resign, To labor long, and love where men revile you - So send I you to love your life in Mine. So send I you to hearts made hard by hatred, To eyes made blind because they will not see, To spend, tho' it be blood, to spend and spare not - So send I you to taste of Calvary. ~Margaret Clarkson~ John 20:21 Then said Jesus to them again, Peace be unto you: as my Father hath sent ...

Please let me know what you think about this poem - click on the title to go to a page on Home Of The Real McCoy I made for it today. I wanted to encourage one of my friends at the Mission who has been getting tired of the struggle with the world, the flesh, and the Devil - and I wanted him to look beyond that to the rapture (when we will no longer struggle with our sinful human nature), and then to the changes that will happen in eternity. The End Of The Fight (Dedicated to my friend, Tim Groom - one day the fight will be over!) This world is getting darker; The saints are in disarray; The trials seem almost endless, And we long for the break of day - A time of no more struggles, No more warring with this world, No more wrestling with the darkness - Into Hell, Satan will be hurled. Chorus: Oh, Jesus is coming again To judge the children of men; Then our Saviour will reign - The King of kings from Jerusalem. There'll be no more reason to fight; No more need to lead to higher ground...

Is The Cross You Wear Too Heavy To Bear? Complainingly I told myself, “This cross was too heavy to wear!” And I wondered discontentedly Why God gave it to me to bear. I looked with envy at others Whose crosses seemed lighter than mine, And wished that I could change my cross For one of a lighter design. Then in a dream I beheld the cross I impulsively wanted to wear... It was fashioned of pearls and diamonds, And gems that are precious and rare. And when I hung it around my neck, The weight of the jewels and the gold Was much too heavy and cumbersome For my small, slender neck to hold. So I tossed it aside, and before my eyes Was a cross of rose-red flowers; And I said with delight as I put it on, "This cross I can wear for hours." For it was so dainty and fragile, So lovely and light and thin; But I had forgotten about the thorns That started to pierce my skin. Then in a dream I saw my cross ... Rugged and old and plain; The clumsy old cross I had looked upon With discontent...