Songs In The Night

"The World's Bible" Christ has no hands but our hands To do His work today; He has no feet but our feet To lead men in His way; He has no tongue but our tongue To tell men how He died; He has no help but our help To bring them to His side. We are the only Bible The careless world will read; We are the sinners gospel, We are the scoffer's creed; We are the Lord's last message, Given in deed and word; What if the type is crooked? What if the print is blurred? What if our hands are busy With other work than His? What if our feet are walking Where sin's allurement is? What if our tongues are speaking Of things His lips would spurn? How can we hope to help Him And hasten His return? ~Annie Johnson Flint~ Ye are our epistle written in our hearts, known and read of all men: 2 Corinthians 3:2

Vessels Unto Honour In a great house, there are vessels Some of wood and some of clay There are great ones and small ones You can choose the ones you may. Some for service, some for beauty, Others bear refreshing wine. Lord I care not how You use me, Please just hear this prayer of mine. Chorus: Make me a vessel unto honour The fame of this world, I refuse Sanctify me, cleanse me and fill me Meet for the Master’s own use. Lord, my vessel is empty It is purged from dross and sin By your precious blood on Calvary, It has cleansed me now within. Tho’ unworthy for Your service, Yet Your grace is mine today. So I offer You my vessel For your use and this I pray. Chorus: Make me a vessel unto honour The fame of this world, I refuse Sanctify me, cleanse me and fill me Yes I’ll be meet, for the Master’s own use. Words and Music by Julia Montoro 2 Timothy 2:20-21 But in a great house there are not only vessels of gold and of silver, but also of wood and of earth; and some to honour, and some to...

The Vessel The Master was searching for a vessel to use; On the shelf there were many - which one would He choose? "Take me," cried the gold one, "I'm shiny and bright, I'm of great value and I do things just right. My beauty and luster will outshine the rest And for someone like You, Master, gold would be the best!" The Master passed on with no word at all; He looked at a silver urn, narrow and tall; "I'll serve You, dear Master, I'll pour out Your wine And I'll be at Your table whenever You dine, My lines are so graceful, my carvings so true, And my silver will always compliment You." Unheeding the Master passed on to the brass, It was wide-mouthed and shallow, and polished like glass. "Here! Here!" cried the vessel, "I know I will do, Place me on Your table for all men to view." "Look at me," called the goblet of crystal so clear, "My transparency shows my contents so dear, Though fragile am I, I wi...

I have shared this for a devotion at the Gospel Mission, with the perspective of considering the father in the poem as your Heavenly Father. This is basically what I preached that day (with more references added this morning): Running The Race Of The Christian Life . The Race Whenever I start to hang my head in front of failure’s face, my downward fall is broken by the memory of a race. A children’s race, young boys, young men; how I remember well, excitement sure, but also fear, it wasn’t hard to tell. They all lined up so full of hope, each thought to win that race or tie for first, or if not that, at least take second place. Their parents watched from off the side, each cheering for their son, and each boy hoped to show his folks that he would be the one. The whistle blew and off they flew, like chariots of fire, to win, to be the hero there, was each young boy’s desire. One boy in particular, whose dad was in the crowd, was running in the lead and thought, “My dad will be so proud....

The Lord Is My Shepherd The Lord is my Shepherd, This I surely know. He gently leads and guides me in the way that I should go. He leads in green pastures by the water that is still, Where I can lay down in peace, and know that He is real. He leads in paths of righteousness, this is for His Name's sake, The path is so wonderful, no other would I take. Sometimes He leads in valleys where His face I cannot see. But I will fear no evil for I know He's there with me. His rod and staff - they comfort, I wonder what I would do Without His Love and Mercy to bring me safely through? When the enemy opresses hard - A table He doth spread, He anoints me with fresh oil, I have not a thing to fear. Sometimes my cup runneth over and I feel so compelled To think of my Great Shepherd - and to others tell Of His Goodness, Love and Mercy that will follow me all my life, If I stay true and follow Him and keep my soul upright. One day I'll dwell in the house that He has gone to prepare But I w...

I Am Learning, Lord! My life has taken many falls and tumbles along the way. The many trials have left me in a sure state of dismay. For with each trial, I tried alone to tend, and soothe, and mend, Instead of giving them to God, and on Him just depend. But, I am learning, Lord. It seems that I was determined to carry all the load. I longed for smoother pathways, yet, I walked a rocky road. Little did I understand, God waited patiently To pave a new beginning with a better life for me. But, I am learning, Lord. It took a real disaster to bring me to my knees; To finally call upon the Lord and say, “God help me, please.” He can, with no delaying, with strong arms that could hold, The weight of all my burdens; He gladly took the load. And, I am learning, Lord. What a needless cross I carried, all because I could not see What a friend I have in Jesus, and the love He has for me. Peace I find when troubles hover, though the outcome is unknown. For if yet the road is rocky, I won’t walk it ...

Heaven and Hell: The Road to Paradise I dare not speak, I cannot tell, The way of man that leads to Hell. The flames so fierce with such great woe, To such a place why would one go? In that wretched place there is no light, 'Tis forever trapped in eternal night. Where one is bound with fetter and chain, Engulfed in fire that brings such pain. Where in the distance one may ream, The undying mobs unending scream. I dare to speak, I can but tell, The way of man that leads to Hell. The path of a man that leads this way, Is a life of sin, many people say. A life of murder, lies, and rape, As a child of some prehistoric ape, Of life like this surely one will pay, But 'tis not all that leads this way! But 'tis the path of a life that's trod, Alone! Alone! Apart from God! I dare to speak, I'm compelled to tell, The way of man that leads from Hell. A place called heaven with a golden shore, To such a place with wonder galore. In that great place 'tis forever light, Where...

I just read an encouraging post over at Christians With Cancer Weblog , entitled Finding The Light In Cancer's Shadow . I am so encouraged by Kate's desire to focus on the Lord even in this trial - she looks for His hand for strength and comfort, even in this trial. In light of losing my Mom and some friends through cancer, I always cringe inside and shy away when someone else tells me they have cancer or think it might be a possibility. Thank you, Sis Kate, for the reminder that the Lord is in control, even in this. Even In This (Dedicated to Kate Plourde) Even in this, the Lord is in control; Even in this, He is guarding my soul; When I cannot imagine how I can cope Even in this, I have reason for hope. Even in this, this trial that I dread; Even in this, I can still bow my head; Praise my loving Father for being near; Even in this, I have no need for fear. Even in this, I have Your peace of mind; Even in this, You are tender and kind; Your touch, Your gentleness has made me ...

What God Hath Promised God hath not promised skies always blue, Flower strewn pathways all our lives through; God hath not promised sun without rain, Joy without sorrow, peace without pain. God hath not promised we shall not know Toil and temptation, trouble and woe; He hath not told us we shall not bear Many a burden, many a care. God hath not promised smooth roads and wide, Swift, easy travel, needing no guide; Never a mountain rocky and steep, Never a river turbid and deep. But God hath promised strength for the day, Rest for the labour, light for the way, Grace for the trials, help from above, Unfailing kindness, undying love. ~Annie Johnson Flint~ Thy shoes shall be iron and brass; and as thy days, so shall thy strength be . Deuteronomy 33:25