Songs In The Night

  Two Roads Or Three? There are two roads you can travel on, Maybe three at the most - One is broad and one is narrow; One seems a little bit of both; One is boundless and so easy; One is hard and rough sometimes; The third road takes some effort - There are so many hills left to climb. The first road is the world; It’s the simplest one to choose. It doesn’t take much effort - You don’t need any special clues. Be self-willed, keep on walking, Make your own path day by day, Don’t ever look to Jesus. From His Word just keep away. The second road is tougher - Not to start on, but to stay. It takes God’s amazing grace, And saving faith to light the way. It takes believing wholly in Jesus, Trusting the Saviour, tried and true. God’s love and sinless sacrifice Already paved the way for you. The third road is the most difficult: There’s no redeeming light of day - You must trust your own religion And try to make it your own way. You give a token belief in God’s Word, Add your traditions a...

Running To Jesus Running to Jesus, but then stopping short; Oh listen to this message, this solemn report: Don't stop when you see Him - go on, go on - Accept the salvation found in God's Son. Running to Jesus, but then holding back - There is only one thing you so sorely lack: Turn away from all sin that stands in your way; Come running to Jesus, come running today. Running to Jesus - oh but time is fleeting; You also are running to that final meeting. There's an appointment with death that awaits you ahead; Find refuge in Jesus and the blood that He shed. Running to Jesus, but that is not all: Receive Him, believe Him, and answer His call; Oh sinner, don't let it be said on that great Judgement Day, That you weren't running to Jesus - you were running away... May 16th, 2001 Jerry Bouey And when he was gone forth into the way, there came one running, and kneeled to him, and asked him, Good Master, what shall I do t...

I Am Debtor When this passing world is done, When has sunk yon glaring sun, When we stand with Christ in glory, Looking o'er life's finished story, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall, When I see them start and shrink On the fiery deluge brink, - Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I stand before the throne, Dressed in beauty not my own, When I see thee as thou art, Love thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When the praise of heav'n I hear, Loud as thunder to the ear, Loud as many water's noise, Sweet as harp's melodious voice, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. Even on earth, as through a glass Darkly, let Thy glory pass, Make forgiveness feel so sweet, Make Thy Spirit's help so meet, Even...