Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Mounds of Earth

Put the hand to the plow and don't look back. Allow God to work, allow God to guide, allow God to lead. See the harvest fields before you. They are white and ripe unto harvest.

Therefore, pray!

Pray that God will send forth His workers into the field. And as you pray, be willing to go yourself. Why should you not go? People are dying each day never having heard the good news. Mounds of dirt heaped over the mortal remains of a soul gone out into a Christless eternity. Mounds of earth are scattered across the globe. Lord, open up opportunities for us to reach the lost.

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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

No Scar?

Hast thou no scar?
No hidden scar on foot, or side, or hand?
I hear thee sung as mighty in the land;
I hear them hail thy bright, ascendant star.
Hast thou no scar?

Hast thou no wound?
Yet I was wounded by the archers; spent,
Leaned Me against a tree to die; and rent
By ravening beasts that compassed Me, I swooned.
Hast thou no wound?

No wound? No scar?
Yet, as the Master shall the servant be,
And piercèd are the feet that follow Me.
But thine are whole; can he have followed far
Who has nor wound nor scar?

No Scar? by Amy Carmichael

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Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Jesus, Priceless Treasure

Jesus, priceless treasure, source of purest pleasure,
Friend and brother true:
Oh, how long in anguish shall my spirit languish,
Yearning, Lord, for You?
Oh, Yours I am O Spotless Lamb, to follow Your command!
I will never leave You, seek no love beside You,
Jesus, priceless treasure of my heart.

Oh Jesus, my treasure, take my heart and make it Yours.
Oh Jesus, my precious Lord, I love You.

In Your arms I’m resting, all my foes are fleeing-
None can touch me here.
Though the earth be shaking, every heart be quaking,
Jesus calms my fear.
When lightnings flash and thunders crash I’m safely in Your grasp.
Though my sin assails me Jesus will not fail me,
Jesus, priceless treasure of my heart.

Banish fear and sadness for the Lord of gladness,
Jesus, enters in.
Those who love the Father, though the storms may gather,
Still have peace within.
When grief and pain pour down like rain Your loving arms remain.
Count this world as nothing since the one I’m gaining
Is Jesus, priceless treasure of my heart.

Jesus, Priceless Treasure by Johann Franck (1618-1677) [tr. Catherine Winkworth] & David L. Ward

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