Speak to Him, thou, for He hears,
And spirit with spirit shall meet;
Nearer is He than breathing,
Closer than hands and feet.
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My life flows on
Like some sweet song.
I have no care or sorrow,
God gives sufficient
For the day.
I trust Him for the morrow.
My God has been
So good to me,
His praise I daily sound,
I know not what
The future’ll be,
Now perfect peace I’ve found.
So I ever aim to live
In hope and trust and prayer.
The best I have
To Him I’ll give.
I know for me He’ll care
“I am able,” saith the Master,
“To deliver from all fears;
Lift thy many cares and burdens,
Dry all softly falling tears.”
“I am able,” saith the Master,
“To remove each faulty stain,
And to make you more than victor
Over things that cause Me pain.”
“I am able,” saith the Master,
“To become your constant shield;
To uphold, defend, and cherish,
If to Me, your life you’ll yield.”
A PRAYER FOR COURAGE
Grace Noll Crowell
God, make me brave for life-
O braver than this!
Let me straighten after pain
As a tree straightens after the rain
Shining and lovely again.
God make me brave for life-
Much braver than this!
As the blown grass lifts, let me rise
From sorrow with quiet eyes,
Knowing Thy way is wise
God, make me brave – life brings
Such blinding things.
Help me to keep my sight,
Help me to see aright
That out of the dark – comes Light.
Afraid? Of what?
To feel the Spirit’s glad release?
To pass from pain to perfect peace,
The strife and strain of life to cease?
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
Afraid to see the Savior’s face,
To hear His welcome and to trace
The glory gleam from wounds of grace?
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
A flash, a crash, a pierced heart -
Darkness – Light – O Heaven’s art!
A wound of His, a counterpart!
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
To enter into heaven’s rest,
And yet to serve the Master blest,
From service good to service best?
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
To do by death what life could not -
Baptize with blood a stony plot,
Till souls shall blossom from the spot!
Afraid – of that?
But, oh, the dearest thought to me
Through every weary hour
Although my grasp is often weak
God holds me by His power.
Be wise!
Use well the present day,
Clear purpose and resolve
Will always find a way.
Be brave!
High courage knows no fear.
The good you do right now
Brings conquest ever near.
Be true!
Don’t swerve or idly shirk.
Life’s prizes are conferred
On men who nobly work.
Be strong!
There’s something great to do.
Have faith and really know
That God will see you through.
-Grenville Kleiser.
Not thine nor mine to question or reply
When He commands us, asking how or why.
He knows the cause, His ways are wise and just
Who serves the Lord must serve with better trust.
-Henry Van Dyke.
Afraid? Of what?
To feel the Spirit’s glad release?
To pass from pain to perfect peace,
The strife and strain of life to cease?
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
Afraid to see the Savior’s face,
To hear His welcome and to trace
The glory gleam from wounds of grace?
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
A flash, a crash, a pierced heart -
Darkness – Light – O Heaven’s art!
A wound of His, a counterpart!
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
To enter into heaven’s rest,
And yet to serve the Master blest,
From service good to service best?
Afraid – of that?
Afraid? Of what?
To do by death what life could not -
Baptize with blood a stony plot,
Till souls shall blossom from the spot!
Afraid – of that?
Not for a single day
Can I discern the way;
But this I know -
Who gives the day
Will show the way -
So I securely go.
-John Oxenham.
THEY NEVER FAIL-.
Who keep faith with themselves.
Who always give their very best.
Who rise to the attack after falling.
Who maintain their own sense of self-respect.
Who return good wiil to the world about them.
Who keep their faith in truth and right unsullied.
Who learn to laugh at difficulties.
-Onward.
The man who wins is the man who works,
Who neither labor nor trouble shirks,
Who uses his hands, his head, his eyes;
The man who wins is the man who tries.