Songs In The Night

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 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.

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 Tr...