I WANT TO BE THERE
I WANT TO BE THERE
Life upon earth, wondrous and grand
Is held in a frail, perishing hand
And all of its sweet treasures sublime, I soon will lay down;
But when my life, enters the past
If faithful I’ll see, heaven at last
I want to be there, walking with God, and wearing a crown.
When I must face, trials severe
There’s always a friend, lingering near
Tho loved ones by death, leave me each day, I’m never alone;
Pressing along, looking above
I’m walking by faith, guided by love
My Savior once passed, marking the road I’m traveling on.
Soon I must go, into the tomb
To sleep in that cold, transient room
Until I awake, knowing my work, forever is done;
I will arise, heaven to share
With God in my own, mansion up there
Forever at home, happy at last, the victory won.
When Divine hands, beckon to me
Away from my soul, darkness will flee
The glory of God, filling the sky, will scatter the gloam;
Lifting my soul, out of the night
Away in that sweet, rapturous flight
When angels of God, sent from on high, shall carry me home.
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READ YOURSELF A BEDTIME STORY
Read yourself a bedtime story
And instead of counting sheep
Feast your soul on heaven’s glory
In the Bible ‘ere you sleep.
‘Tis a precious priceless treasure
And within it you will find
Hope and comfort beyond measure
And a restful peace of mind.
Let those sacred holy pages
Be your soul’s immortal chart
And their wisdom of the ages
Be engraved upon your heart.
It will bring a night of sleeping
Filled with dreams of pure delight
With your soul in heaven’s keeping
As you travel through the night.
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MY DREAM WILL COME TRUE
Men envision great wealth
With a life of good health
And in Jesus I too have a dream;
Of a city above
With a fountain of love
Flowing on in an unending stream.
Oft my dreaming takes flight
To that city of light
Where no dismaying darkness descends;
It was made without hands
And eternally stands
As a city where life never ends.
In my dream I behold
Many mansions of gold
Where the Savior has gone to prepare;
An eternal sweet rest
For the souls of the blest
In the city that lieth foursquare.
To the world it may seem
An impossible dream
That by faith I with fealty pursue;
But I’ll face the unknown
Dreaming faithfully on
Knowing someday my dream will come true.
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SINGING UP IN HEAVEN
While the bells of life are ringing
Nothing sweeter will you hear
Than a congregation singing
Praise to God in worship here.
How the longing heart rejoices
O what rapture it conveys
When true worshippers’ sweet voices
Echo heavenward in praise.
Though this world is richly gifted
There’s no music to be found
That compares with voices lifted
Up in sweet harmonic sound.
There’s no earthly blessing given
That inspires an equal thrill
But the singing up in heaven
Will be even sweeter still.
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HIS EYE IS WATCHING YOU
You may obey the gospel’s call
Or heaven’s word impugn
But there’s a God who sees it all
Knows all you’ve said and done;
As through this present world you go
With Judgment Day in view
‘Tis well for you today to know
God’s eye is watching you.
‘Twas God who made your soul to live
And brought about your birth
Sustains you till at last you give
Account for life on earth;
If you’d be found on that great day
Among the chosen few
You must believe Him and obey
For He is watching you.
God gives you freedom for a time
To choose how you will spend
Your life in this ephemeral clime
But someday it will end;
And if you’d know His blessings still
When this short life is through
You must repent and do His will
Because He’s watching you.
Forsake the thought of getting by
There’s One you can’t deceive
An omnipresent God on high
Who knows what you conceive;
Take heed to what you are allured
And to the things you do
For pilgrim you can be assured
His eye is watching you.
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BE THE PILOT OF MY SOUL
Savior come and walk beside me
Lead me safely through the gloom
Lest I lose the way O guide me
Where celestial splendors bloom.
Make thy dwelling ever near me
As I daily travel on
Let thy presence ever cheer me
Make on earth my heart thy throne.
Lord I need the light of heaven
Winds of darkness o’er me blow
Let thy love be freely given
Paradise my spirit show.
Show my heart life’s path eternal
Point my feet to heaven’s goal
From this land to realms supernal
Be the pilot of my soul.
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THAT SPECIAL TREE
Somewhere a seed fell long ago
And with its germination
Both earth and heaven watched it grow
With varied admiration;
And as it reached maturity
By laws of procreation
It came to be that special tree
Required for our salvation.
One day a woodsman cut it down
A day no man remembers
And as it lay upon the ground
He hewed it into timbers;
And as he took the beams away
Perhaps no thought was given
Unto the part his work would play
Within the scheme of heaven.
A cross was fashioned from the beams
That wrote redemption’s story
Fulfilling every sinner’s dreams
Of everlasting glory;
For on it Christ was crucified
And spilled that crimson river
That stained the tree on which He died
To save our souls forever.
That tree was then the focal plane
Of human veneration
For Jesus’ blood removed the stain
Of sin and condemnation;
And though it must have suffered shame
The day His side was riven
That tree on which He died became
Our bridge from earth to heaven.
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LET THERE BE A CELEBRATION
When life on earth for me has ended
Pray let there be for me no tears
My raptured soul will have ascended
To life unlimited by years.
Let sorrow not attend my leaving
Stain not my memory with gloam
And let no scenes of selfish grieving
Defile my joyous journey home.
Let not your mien exhibit sadness
At this the souls’ sweet interstice
But let your face reflect with gladness
The distant glow of paradise.
O let the light of jubilation
Diffuse the shadow death has cast
And let there be a celebration
I’ve touched my Savior’s hand at last.
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IT’S ONE DAY NEARER NOW
Somewhere ahead of me my goal
Is beckoning to me
That home eternal of the soul
With endless ecstasy;
And as I daily travel on
This long and weary way
I have this strength to lean upon
“I’m nearer there each day.”
There’s nothing to attract me here
This is a foreign land
The precious things that I hold dear
Are on another strand;
I spurn earth’s artificial bliss
As through this world I roam
My motivation comes from this
“I’m on my journey home.”
This pilgrimage has taken years
And I’ve seen many fall
I’ve known both happiness and tears
And heard temptation’s call;
I’ve felt the losses others feel
But heaven’s lights still glow
This knowledge gives me added zeal
“There’s one day less to go.”
I seek my bed when day is done
And think of what awaits
When this long journey I’ve begun
Shall end at heaven’s gates;
I ask the Lord my soul to keep
And as I humbly bow
This thought enables me to sleep
“It’s one day nearer now.”
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THIS HOPE SUSTAINS ME
Somewhere ahead a yawning grave
In patient silence waits for me
My soul a moment to enslave
In shackles of indignity.
Dark bells of death will surely chime
But I will there abide in peace
For when God sounds the end of time
The grave its captive must release.
Then I in glory will arise
From its corruption and decay
To meet my Savior in the skies
And unto heaven fly away.
This hope sustains me as I face
Man’s long appointed destiny
Assured that God’s amazing grace
Will turn defeat to victory.
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YOU CAN ALWAYS CALL HOME
When your friends have all gone
And you’re left all alone
And you wonder, “Does anyone care?”
There is still someone who
Knows and cares about you
And is waiting to meet you in prayer.
When the pitfalls are rife
On the pathway of life
And your burdens are heavy to bear;
There’s a light in the gloam
You can always call home
Through the long distance power of prayer.
When your ship hits a shoal
It is time for your soul
To ascend that invisible stair;
To that privileged place
At the Lord’s throne of grace
And commune with the Father in prayer.
When your working day ends
And the darkness descends
Dial the code of that city foursquare;
Give your soul to His keep
Ere you give it to sleep
And the Father will answer your prayer.
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HAPPY UNDER HIS LOVE
When my cloak of life is furled
By the reapers divine
All the treasures of this world
Gladly I will resign;
For a crown of life to wear
When forever I stand
On that golden street to share
Heaven’s glorious land.
Some sweet morning I will hear
Heaven’s summons to go
To that land where crystal clear
Living waters will flow;
Heavy heartaches of the past
Never ever to bear
Free from earthly woes at last
In that glory up there.
When my spirit upward flies
To the Father again
There will be no sad goodbyes
Joy forever will reign;
I will live where never gloom
Comes to darken the door
In an everlasting room
On that beautiful shore.
O what singing there will be
‘Round that Heavenly throne
In that golden ecstasy
Living happily on;
Praise eternal to outpour
To the Father above
Safe with Him for ever more
Happy under His love.
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LORD HELP ME BE USEFUL SOME WAY
The evening of life is approaching for me
When weakness will be my array
But when I no longer can do all for thee
Lord help me be useful some way.
I know that my strength as the morning will wane
My health with the years will decay
But when I no longer can serve thee amain
Lord let me be useful some way.
As twilight grows deeper on Life’s weary road
I know I will falter some day
When I must let others bear most of the load
Lord I can be useful some way.
And when I ascend to that city foursquare
Don’t let me be idle I pray
Although I must serve as the smallest one there
Lord may I be useful some way.
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KEEP YOUR EYES UPON THE PRIZES
We appear on earth as strangers
As we run the race of life
On a road that’s filled with dangers
Crossing oft the stream of strife;
Every day we meet temptations
To abandon Heaven’s grace
But the prizes of salvation
Go to those who win the race.
Jesus ran the course we’re running
And His footprints mark the way
All of sin’s temptations shunning
Lest our feet should go astray;
Our directions have been given
And His promises are sure
Prizes wait for us in heaven
If we faithfully endure.
There will no temptation take you
That you cannot turn away
All of hell can never shake you
If you faithfully obey;
We have words by Heaven mentored
That will guard against a fall
It’s a long hard race we’ve entered
But the prizes say it all.
Never leave the road for pleasures
If a crown of life you’d wear
Heaven’s everlasting treasures
All await the faithful there;
Though temptation oft arises
Walk the way that Jesus trode
Keep your eyes upon the prizes
And your feet upon the road.
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MY LORD WILL TAKE CARE OF ME
As I travel on thru life
O’er the mountain tops of strife
Often the pathway I cannot see;
But I’ve nothing now to fear
Help divine is always near
I have a friend to take care of me.
Oft so lonely here I cry
Sorrows dark keep passing by
Comfort and strength from me often flee
Many loved ones now are gone
But another leads me on
I have my Lord to take care of me.
If alone I’d go astray
But my Savior knows the way
Over the road to eternity
If I do His blest command
In the hollow of His hand
Jesus my Lord will take care of me.
There will come for me a day
When from life I sail away
Into the dark on an unknown sea
But His love is with me still
If I do His blessed will
I know the Lord will take care of me.
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THIS PRECIOUS OLD BIBLE OF MINE
I hold in my hand, God’s book of command
Revealing salvation’s design
I’ll hear and obey, and cherish for aye
This precious old Bible of mine.
Its cups overflow, God’s love to bestow
A feast where the spirit may dine
It blesses my need, whenever I read
This precious old Bible of mine.
Its sunbeams sublime, will go beyond time
When all other lights are benign
No perishing grace, could ever replace
This precious old Bible of mine.
I treasure with love, this book from above
Containing God’s message divine
More precious than gold, to have and to hold
This precious old Bible of mine.
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THE SONG OF MOSES AND THE LAMB
Tho blest with life I realize
The sting of death awaits
But some sweet day my soul will rise
To enter Heaven’s gates;
Forever in that endless day
To look upon I AM
And sing that blessed song for aye
Of Moses and the Lamb.
I long to go when time is past
That city to behold
And with my Savior walk at last
Upon that street of gold;
Eternally to stand before
The glory of I AM
To sing that song forevermore
Of Moses and the Lamb.
When all the ransomed gather there
By His divine command
In everlasting life to share
With His immortal band;
I want to go where I can be
Forever with I AM
To sing the song in ecstasy
Of Moses and the Lamb.
When men and angels join to sing
On Heaven’s golden strand
Where dwells the everlasting King
Of that supernal land;
I want to be amid that throng
Who stand before I AM
And sing the sweet redemption song
Of Moses and the Lamb.
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THE COMFORT OF DEATH
Death is something we fear
But thank God it is near
As a gift sent by Heavenly love;
To provide a release
From the woes that increase
And a portal to mansions above.
How despairing ‘twould be
If no end could we see
To the suff’rings that come to us here;
God has spared us that fate
And we thankfully wait
For the comfort of death to appear.
As we live here below
‘Tis an exile we know
But when all our probation is done;
Death will take us away
From a house made of clay
To another that shines as the sun.
On a glorious day
Our eternal array
Will descend from a city foursquare;
What a joy it will be
To forever be free
From the shackles of woe that we wear.
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BEWARE OF THOSE WHO CHANGE
Beware of those who change today
The pattern found in holy writ
Defiling God’s unsullied way
As smoke from hell’s abysmal pit.
Their voices cry throughout the land
With words betraying Heaven’s trust
Which set aside the Lord’s command
To surfeit their unholy lust.
They loose what Heaven long has bound
And bind instead commands of men
As earthen shoes on holy ground
They stain the bride of Christ with sin.
But their damnation now is fixed
Who would against God’s word rebel
To drink His cup of wrath unmixed
And spend eternity in hell.
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HE SPAKE AND IT WAS DONE
I see the stars up in the sky
Go marching to the west
In perfect unison they fly
At God’s divine behest;
And weep that men should be so blind
In heart they cannot see
That stars were by a higher mind
From nothing made to be.
God’s stars declare His glory to
The men of every land
With ancient words forever new
That all can understand;
They form a visible display
Of their creator’s love
And no one but a fool would say
“There is no God above.”
They all in silent symphony
Their maker’s power proclaim
Who blessed them individually
And called them by their name;
Though now innumerable to man
God numbered every one
This universe by words began
He spake and it was done.
Stars bless us wondrously each night
By showing God still reigns
As they with vistas of delight
Our origin explains;
But someday we’ll be going where
No stars will feast our sight
We’ll need no stars to guide us there
God’s glory is the light.
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WE MUST NEVER FORGET
As we march to the chime
Of the sweet bells of time
We must never forget who we are;
Though we walk from our birth
Wearing garments of earth
We belong to a country afar.
Although beauties unfold
For our eyes to behold
Here on earth while as strangers we roam;
They must not interfere
With our pilgrimage here
They’re just scenery along the way home.
We’ve abodes here and yet
We must never forget
This is only a transient stay;
Though today we appear
Angel hands linger near
And tomorrow they bear us away.
When the Lord calls our name
To return whence we came
And this brief visitation is o’er;
There’ll be cries of delight
When those messengers bright
Come to carry us home evermore.
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MY SOUL IS GOING HOME
This world is not my dwelling place
While here I’m just a guest
Tho oft thru faith by Heaven’s grace
My soul is richly blessed;
I’ve many things to call my own
And many I hold dear
But to my home I’m pressing on
I’m just a pilgrim here.
I seek not silver here nor gold
Upon the earth to store
But treasures which the heart can hold
And when this life is o’er;
I want no honor more bestowed
Than Heaven’s crown to wear
Forever in that blest abode
My home is over there.
The hand of Heaven has concealed
When darkness shall descend
But dust to dust shall surely yield
And life on earth will end;
But there’s an everlasting land
Somewhere across the foam
And when the sea of time is spanned
My soul is going home.
A house in that supernal clime
Is waiting now for me
It lies beyond the gulf of time
But faith has let me see;
That bright eternal land afar
Beyond this earthly gloam
And guided by the morning star
My soul is going home.
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IN THE CITY OF DAY
There’s a city up there
In the heavens somewhere
And its splendor some day I’ll behold;
But the glory that waits
At the twelve shining gates
In its fullness can never be told.
There is unending love
In the new earth above
As a fountain that never runs dry;
And the saved will ascend
To a life without end
In the city awaiting on high.
There will be no more tears
Nor the passing of years
‘Tis a city where death is unknown;
There’s no sorrow or strife
Where the river of life
In its beauty proceeds from the throne.
Darkness never appalls
Where the night never falls
I will hear only morning bells chime;
In the city of day
Where I’m going for aye
When I come to the ending of time.
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O BE A LIGHTHOUSE ON THE SHORE
O be a lighthouse on the shore
Where darkness lingers evermore
Where loud the angry billows roar
O be a burning beacon;
Tho storms assail on every side
Tho fierce the wind and tossing tide
If you should fail, who else would guide?
Your light must never weaken.
Thru strife and turmoil beam your light
Into the dark and evil night
To show the lost their dreadful plight
O let it be extended;
To steer them from the rocky shoal
That wrecks the faith and drowns the soul
And show the way to Heaven’s goal
When life on earth is ended.
O serve to waken all who sleep
Tossed restlessly upon the deep
Undimmed your constant vigil keep
Or darkness will grow deeper;
O make it now your life’s concern
And thru the tempests brightly burn
That they might see your light and turn
To serve the lighthouse keeper.
O will you be the light of men
Adrift upon the seas of sin
The drowning waves that deep within
The darkness ever rages;
Tho many trials echo past
Your light may bring them home at last
Send forth your brightness standing fast
Upon the rock of ages.
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WE SEE HEAVEN’S BEACONS BURNING
As the years pile up behind us
We display mortality
All our aches and pains remind us
We’re not what we used to be.
Earthly miles start growing longer
And the hills much steeper grow
Our infirmities get stronger
And our footsteps start to slow.
But when hairs to gray start turning
And our wrinkles secrets tell
We see Heaven’s beacons burning
And we know that all is well.
For our aging heart envisions
That new body we will wear
And it strengthens our provisions
For that journey over there.
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THAT FINAL MOMENT
Though we’re pilgrims here and strangers
From the moment of our birth
In a world that’s filled with dangers
We are loath to leave the earth;
But life is of short duration
By an edict from on high
And to crown our visitation
We’re appointed once to die.
We deplore the thought of leaving
Though we’ve lingered many years
Partings terminate with grieving
And a cavalcade of tears;
But the stream of life is flowing
On to an eternal sea
And each moment finds us going
To that distant destiny.
‘Tis predestined that we perish
And its coming we decry
When to all we dearly cherish
We will have to say goodbye;
But that moment soon befalls us
Each on his appointed day
As death’s ceaseless hunger calls us
One by one we go away
Yet it need not gender sadness
As we contemplate the end
It can be a time of gladness
How it serves us will depend;
If we’re in the right condition
When we hear departure’s drums
It will be a sweet transition
When that final moment comes.
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AN ETERNAL FAREWELL
Nothing equals the scope
Of a state without hope
In a fire that eternally burns;
But when mercy is spent
All the lost will be sent
To the hell from which no one returns.
Not a soul on that day
Who refused to obey
Has a promised reunion in store;
Our respects when they die
Are a final goodbye
For we’ll see them again nevermore.
Nothing else can impart
Such a fear to the heart
As the soul rending words, “It’s too late”;
‘Tis unknown to our psyche
What their anguish is like
We can only imagine their state.
What could anyone say
There is simply no way
To describe an eternal farewell;
Naught of earth can compare
With the hopeless despair
Of a soul lost forever in hell.
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VICTORY AT LAST
What a happy day ‘twill be
When the saints arise
To that endless ecstasy
Waiting in the skies;
Climbing up that golden stair
Singing all the way
To that city built foursquare
Going home for aye.
Every grave will lose its guest
On that happy day
All with life forever blessed
Free to fly away;
What rejoicing will resound
When the tombs they flee
With the angels Heaven bound
For eternity.
Death and darkness, pain and care
Nevermore to see
Everlasting life to share
In that jubilee;
Nevermore a captive soul
Bondage all is past
Singing while the ages roll
Victory at last.
Free at last to rise and shine
From that dreadful night
Raised anew by words divine
Into Heaven’s light;
In that land beyond the blue
Endless glory waits
When the saved go singing thru
Heaven’s pearly gates.
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LET IT NOT SLIP AWAY
If a Heavenly goal
Is the quest of your soul
You must make it secure in advance;
Now’s the time to prepare
For a mansion up there
After death there is no second chance.
Let it not slip away
Seek forgiveness today
While the candles of mercy still burn;
Opportunity’s door
Soon will close evermore
For from Hades there is no return.
There the souls of all men
Who on earth die in sin
Cannot leave the abode of the lost;
Heaven’s words have revealed
That their destiny’s sealed
With a chasm which cannot be crossed.
Don’t be too late to find
Cause for changing your mind
While you can, now repent and obey;
Ere you draw your last breath
And the cold hands of death
Close the door of salvation for aye.
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THIS DARK AND LONELY ROAD
As a river ever flowing
To its meeting with the sea
Every soul on earth is going
On toward eternity;
Oft beset by tribulations
And the obstacles of strife
‘Tis a journey of frustrations
On this one way road of life.
It’s a pathway fraught with dangers
Wending through a world of woe
That we travel here as strangers
Thru this wilderness below;
Knowing not in many cases
What the future holds in store
Facing unfamiliar places
Where we’ve never been before.
Often meeting with derision
In the darkness of dismay
Without light to give us vision
We would quickly lose the way;
Pilgrims here till Heaven calls us
With no permanent abode
Pressing on what e’er befalls us
On this dark and lonely road.
But by grace we have been given
An unfailing guiding light
That will lead us unto Heaven
Through the pitfalls of the night;
With the morning star to guide us
And our life in His control
Though the gates of hell betide us
We will safely reach the goal.
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WHAT A JOY IT WILL BE
We have troubles and strife
But we still cherish life
And defend it as long as we can;
But we all have to face
As a blessing by grace
An event that is common to man.
Every prudent heart knows
When the doors of life close
We’ll be swallowed by Jordan’s dark wave;
To be borne to the gloom
Of a dark silent tomb
As a captive of death and the grave.
But we’re promised a day
When we’ll rise from decay
In a body that will not grow old;
And our rapturous eyes
Will be drawn to the skies
All the glory of God to behold.
When the archangel cries
For the saved to arise
With the dawn of eternity’s sun;
What a joy it will be
When at last victory
Over death and the grave has been won.
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THERE IS AN EVERLASTING LAND
This world has many pretty things
And daily beauty to us brings
But they exist on fleeting wings
And yield to time their splendor;
The earthly things which we hold dear
As bursting bubbles disappear
And all the treasures gathered here
We must at death surrender.
But in the Bible we are told
Of things more precious far than gold
And beauties which do not grow old
Whose tenure is eternal;
Each mortal creature’s highest goal
Should be those things God’s words extol
Which everlasting bless the soul
And seek those things supernal.
There is an everlasting land
Where precious things forever stand
Reached only through the Lord’s command
By those who will obey it;
Where riches never fade away
Or lose their glory by decay
And may be seen by faith today
As scriptures now display it.
Somewhere beyond the starry skies
Though still unseen by human eyes
The shining walls of Heaven rise
In wondrous preparation;
For that great day when all the blest
In robes of white for aye are dressed
And enter that eternal rest
In joyous jubilation.
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NOW’S THE TIME TO PREPARE
When the great day arrives
That will measure our lives
All our souls will be carried away;
To be judged every one
By the deeds we have done
To determine our dwelling for aye.
No excuse may be pled
When the records are read
As you’ve labored the Judge will repay;
There’ll be no way to buy
Any favors on high
You’ll be judged as you are on that day.
When your case has been heard
Nothing will be deferred
‘Tis a judgment that can’t be appealed;
Now’s the time to prepare
For that moment up there
When the verdict for you is revealed.
O today take control
Of the fate of your soul
Let the scriptures divine show the way;
And at Judgment you’ll find
Your reward is in kind
If you truly believe and obey.
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WHEN HEAVEN STRIKES THE FINAL CHORD
This is a harsh and foreign land
In which we now abide
The sting of death is near at hand
And fears in darkness hide;
But on beyond this world of woe
The lights of Heaven shine
And words of inspiration glow
With promises divine.
The ever onward marching years
Are swiftly passing by
And sorrows washed with bitter tears
So often cloud the eye;
But in that city high above
Eternal life awaits
And all the bliss of Heaven’s love
Is just inside the gates.
The pangs of strife seem always near
And comfort far away
The ways of death as life appear
To lead the soul astray;
But when our work on earth is done
Our troubles will be o’er
If we a crown of life have won
To wear for ever more.
When Heaven strikes the final chord
Upon the harp of time
The saved will rise to meet the Lord
Beneath a sky sublime;
To sing salvation’s sweet refrains
In endless ecstasy
And live where God forever reigns
For all eternity.
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THIS PRESENT VEIL OF WONDER
We oft are made to wonder
What’s waiting over yonder
Where Jesus is preparing a place;
Today we are unknowing
But some day we’ll be going
To look upon the mansions of grace.
We know that trees are growing
And waters there are flowing
And streets are of the purest of gold;
The face of death will never
Be seen up there forever
And nothing there will ever grow old.
There’ll be no separations
No woes or tribulations
And sin will never enter the gates;
But those on earth forgiven
Will enter into heaven
To feast upon the glory that waits.
When Heaven’s delegation
Completes the Revelation
And God forever calls us away;
His hand will rend asunder
This present veil of wonder
And we will see His glory for aye.
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DO YOU FOLLOW THE STAR
As you rise up each day
To continue life’s way
Do you follow the pathway of love;
Finding daily delight
In the glorioul light
Of the precepts sent down from above.
As the darkness subsides
And a new day betides
Do you shape it by Heaven’s design;
Giving Jesus control
Of the course of your soul
By obeying His counsels divine.
Do you follow the star
Of the words from afar
As a guide through the wildering gloam;
Of the darkness and strife
You encounter in life
On the way to that Heavenly home.
Are you led by the hands
Of the Father’s commands
Which today in the scriptures are heard;
Ever following Him
By the unerring glim
Of the glorious light of His word.
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HE GAVE MEN THE KEYS
Our Savior was laid in a manger at birth
And in life He did not own a room
Not even a place of His own in the earth
He was placed in another man’s tomb.
He willingly carried the burden He bore
Never thinking of wealth or renown
For all that He owned was the robe that He wore
And in death even that was laid down.
He carried no money or titles to lands
And He lived without purple to wear
But He has a mansion now made without hands
In a city that lieth foursquare.
He never owned jewels or lavish estates
But He brought to the earth Heaven’s love
And gave men the keys to those bright pearly gates
Of the kingdom of Heaven above.
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THE KING OF KINGS
What heart could understand the love
Or our redeemer’s grace
To leave that splendor up above
And come to such a place;
When He left Heaven long ago
He laid His glory down
And lived as men live here below
A king without a crown.
He knew that after Eden’s fall
The world was lost in sin
And came to earth to die for all
Within the flesh of men;
No royal banner was unfurled
In shame He stood alone
His judgment taken by the world
A king without a throne.
His place in Heaven’s trinity
He left with God in trust
And put off immortality
To wear a robe of dust;
And on a day of infamy
By wicked hands was slain
He died upon Mount Calvary
A king without a reign.
Now King of kings and Lord of lords
In that supernal land
He rules His kingdom by His words
Today at God’s right hand;
Forever in divine renown
With vestments all His own
He wears an everlasting crown
And reigns upon a throne.
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THE GIFT HEAVEN GAVE
After we disobeyed
In the garden God made
We were hopelessly lost in our sin;
But the Father above
Sent the gift of His love
And announced it by angels to men.
When the host from on high
Came to earth’s starry sky
It was filled with a glorious light;
And the angels revealed
To the men in the field
That a Savior was born on that night.
Heaven’s gift was a child
Who again reconciled
Us to God after Eden’s great fall;
By the Father’s decree
Jesus died on a tree
And the gift was a ransom for all.
Now we give God the praise
For the hope it conveys
Though we all must go down to the grave;
We can face Judgment Day
With our sins washed away
By the blood of the gift Heaven gave.
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GOD WILL NOT FORGET US
There’s a burden placed upon us
From the moment of our birth
For the word of God has shown us
We will all return to earth;
And we can’t escape the reaches
Of that edict from on high
For the Bible plainly teaches
We’re appointed once to die.
But to know the day or hour
When our drama here will close
Is not placed within our power
Only God in Heaven knows;
But the closing act is certain
When our lot of life is cast
Death will drop the final curtain
And we’ll march into the past.
Yet that burden need not fret us
Nor make this a life of gloom
We know God will not forget us
Though a captive of the tomb;
He has promised we’ll be living
On the other side of death
And we’ll rest without misgiving
When we’ve drawn our final breath.
Earth will once again regain us
But the scriptures have revealed
That the grave cannot contain us
Though by men securely sealed;
We know God will not forsake us
Here forever to decay
But will to His Heaven take us
On our resurrection day.
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WE CAN’T GET THERE ALONE
We live on earth as strangers
Exposed to all the dangers
Which constantly imperil the soul;
Without a hand to guide us
Through all that does betide us
We’d never reach our Heavenly goal.
Our way is oft benighted
But when we’d have it lighted
We’ve naught with which to strike such a spark;
Without someone to love us
And shine His light above us
We’d never find our way through the dark.
When evils here assail us
Temptations would derail us
And leave us just a wreck on the road;
Without a pilot near us
With words to safely steer us
We’d never get to Heaven’s abode.
But we’ve a friend up yonder
To help us while we wander
As vagabonds adrift in earth’s gloam;
Whose hand will be extended
When life on earth is ended
To take us to our Heavenly home.
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THE WORD OF GOD
As I climb up life’s great mountain
Waters sweet my thirst allay
Drinking freely from the fountain
Of the word of God each day;
In a stream its precious pages
Stimulate me as I go
Pouring from the Rock of Ages
In a never ending flow.
As I climb His word is shining
To illuminate the road
Its pure light the way defining
To a Heavenly abode;
As a lamp so brightly burning
It is my inerrant guide
To the land of no returning
On the mountain’s other side.
Every word that God has given
Is the bread of life to me
Feeding me this side of Heaven
As I climb to victory;
It completely fills my hunger
And I think it is today
Sweeter than when I was younger
And the summit far away.
Day by day God’s word is chiming
His eternal song of love
Helping me to keep on climbing
To that mountain top above;
If that word to me extended
I will faithfully obey
When that mountain I’ve ascended
It will keep my soul for aye.
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IT IS ALWAYS AT HAND
As through life we all sweep
There’s a date we must keep
By an order no man may negate;
That appointment out there
In the future somewhere
Where the waters of Jordan await.
Though it seems far away
From the living today
‘Tis a calling no mortal can flee;
If good health we have known
We may think to live on
But the waters of Jordan we’ll see.
We should never embrace
Frivol thoughts of that place
Although youth fills the cup which we drink;
We should all understand
It is always at hand
And we may be approaching its brink.
‘Twill be glory for those
Who in life wisely chose
To prepare for that tryst on its shore;
They’ve no fear to embark
On its waters so dark
‘Tis the portal to life evermore.
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THERE CANNOT BE A GREATER GIFT
There was a day in Eden when
The human race was lost in sin
Without a hope in death, but then
God saw our sad condition;
And though that awful deed was done
He gave the world His only Son
To suffer death for everyone
And purchase our remission.
The blood of beasts would not suffice
But Jesus came from Paradise
And gave Himself a sacrifice
To meet the terms of pardon;
That we might flee this world of strife
To where eternal fruits are rife
And find the everlasting life
We lost in Eden’s garden.
O what a load He had to lift
To span forever Eden’s rift
There cannot be a greater gift
Than Heaven did surrender;
Though condemnation is deferred
For all the guilt which we’ve incurred
We must obey His holy word
To regain Eden’s splendor.
God heard our souls for mercy cry
And gave what we could not supply
By sending Jesus here to die
But though that gift was given;
We still must face the Judgment Day
Since we in Eden fell away
But if we faithfully obey
He’ll take us home to Heaven.
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HEAVEN’S GREAT REVELATION
Heaven’s great Revelation
By divine inspiration
In the Bible gives cause for concern;
As we read from its pages
Of the end of the ages
And the Judgment at Jesus’ return.
All our works are recorded
And we’ll all be rewarded
As the books kept in Heaven reveal;
A reward which will never
Be rescinded forever
‘Tis an edict we cannot appeal.
And the time may be nearing
For the promised appearing
Of the Lord and His bright angel band;
When the earth will be shaken
And the dead shall awaken
To arise at the Savior’s command.
Some will find condemnation
In the great separation
But the ransomed have Heaven in store;
All the lost will be taken
Into hell, and forsaken
But the saved into life evermore.
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ROSEBUDS HERE ON EARTH
Christian lives are rosebuds growing
Now within an earthen womb
Till the day when they’ll be going
To the place where they will bloom.
Here each rosebud has a duty
To obey what God has willed
That they might burst forth in beauty
When their season is fulfilled.
God will take those buds so tender
Where they’ll be forevermore
Seen in all their promised splendor
In His house on Heaven’s shore.
There delivery will be given
And by that celestial birth
They’ll be roses up in Heaven
Who were rosebuds here on earth.
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THE DECEITFULNESS OF RICHES
Men often travel far and near
And suffer pains untold
To seek out veins of silver here
And mother lodes of gold;
They die for pearl and precious stone
And never understand
The richest treasure ever known
Is often in their hand.
They give themselves to quests in which
Their precious lives are spent
But even if they strike it rich
They never are content;
They lay up treasures here that rust
And lay God’s word aside
And though they gain the world their lust
Is never satisfied.
Desire for wealth beyond recall
Has rendered many blind
And so the richest trove of all
Is one they never find;
They search in vain the world around
As frantically they plod
And overlook the treasure found
Within the word of God.
Men go so far to seek for wealth
Upon the earth to store
They often jeopardize their health
In quest of more and more;
They work their fingers to the bone
And never realize
The greatest treasure ever known
Is right before their eyes.
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A BETTER WORLD THAN THIS
This life we live upon the earth
Is troublesome and brief
A vexing pilgrimage from birth
Unto a grave of grief;
Our hearts are often stung with pain
And eyes are filled with tears
When death’s dark shadow comes to stain
These transitory years.
It is a short and stressful life
Of woe from day to day
We walk among the thorns of strife
In perishing array;
In sorrow we behold the tombs
Where friends and loved ones rest
And mem’ry’s painful flower blooms
Within our troubled breast.
But life on earth someday will end
And heartaches will be o’er
Our raptured souls will then ascend
To sorrow nevermore;
We’ll leave these wells of woe behind
To drink the cup of bliss
And O what joy ‘twill be to find
A better world than this.
We’re looking up toward the skies
And trusting Heaven’s grace
And someday soon our longing eyes
Will see that better place;
We’ll leave this sojourn of despair
Rejoicing all the way
Unto that better world up there
With happiness for aye.
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AS A VAPOR WE APPEAR
Many things in life are dear
But we cannot tarry here
‘Tis a temporary pilgrimage we’re on;
Makes no difference what we do
We are only passing through
As a vapor we appear then we are gone.
But beyond the veil of grace
There’s an everlasting place
Where the saved abide with God forevermore;
Reason tells us to prepare
For a future over there
For our visitation here will soon be o’er.
Oh get ready now to go
Where eternal waters flow
When your feet must leave this transitory road;
Only He who made us knows
When the door of life will close
And the soul must go to its eterne abode.
When the chilling hand of death
Takes away your final breath
Will the angels come to carry you away;
On the golden wings of love
To that Paradise above
Till the gates of Heaven open some sweet day.
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GOD’S GLORIOUS GARDEN
Our God has a garden so wondrously blessed
Its beauties grow brighter each day
Prepared in that land of eternal sweet rest
For Christians that death takes away.
It will reunite us with those that we love
When we labor faithfully on
And follow their steps to that garden above
Where this precious loved one has gone.
Her soul has been borne to that wondrous domain
God’s glorious garden to share
And safe in His keeping till you meet again
Your loved one is living up there.
For God has prepared her a beautiful room
With Heaven’s bright city in view
And there where the splendors of Paradise bloom
Your loved one is waiting for you.
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I’LL MISS YOU
We’ve come to the moment of saying goodbye
Our time here together is o’er
But when I have followed your steps to the sky
I’ll meet you on Heaven’s bright shore.
We long walked together, but now you have gone
To glory, for me to await
The rest of the way I must travel alone
But I’ll meet you there by the gate.
I’ll meet you where life everlasting appears
And we’ll be together again
Where cheeks never glisten with heart broken tears
Where joy and sweet happiness reign.
A heart full of mem’ries, so precious, so sweet
As lovelight will brighten the way
I’ll miss you, and love you, till I too shall meet
The angels who took you away.
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THE BIBLE TELLS THE STORY
The Bible tells the story
Of Heaven’s endless glory
That God’s peculiar people will share;
Infallibly assuring
Those faithfully enduring
That they will live in splendor up there.
There’s comfort now in knowing
The faithful will be going
To that eternal city some day;
With crowns of life adorning
Each child of God that morning
With complements of blood washed array.
That blessed delegation
Of Heaven’s holy nation
Will enter thru its gates we are told;
To drink of Heaven’s river
Of life, and live forever
To walk upon a street made of gold.
The saved of all the ages
Whose names are on the pages
Of Heaven’s Book of Life will be blest;
To dwell with the immortals
Inside the shining portals
Of Heaven’s golden city of rest.
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THE GRAVE IS NOT THE END
Parting moments often grieve us
And we ask the question, “Why?”
When our friends and loved ones leave us
And we have to say goodbye;
‘Tis a pilgrimage of sorrow
When the scars of death we wear
But in Heaven’s sweet tomorrow
We will meet again up there.
One by one our friends are leaving
While in dolor we go on
To continue life bereaving
Broken hearted and alone;
Death’s incessant depredations
And its omnipresent knell
Leaves us torn by separations
As we sadly say farewell.
We behold the tomb with weeping
When it takes a precious friend
But we know they’re only sleeping
And the grave is not the end;
Though no more on earth they wander
When our last goodbyes we say
We will meet again up yonder
On that Resurrection Day.
When we gather at the river
Flowing out from Heaven’s throne
In that blessed sweet forever
God has waiting for His own;
What a glorious reunion
That ingathering will be
Sharing Heaven’s sweet communion
Throughout all eternity.
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MY DUTY’S NOT IN MYSTERY
It’s hard within this mortal state
Therewith to be content
And let the scriptures just relate
The things that Heaven sent;
To care not what tomorrow brings
As on through life we plod
And seek not for the secret things
Which all belong to God.
Of what was needed, Heaven’s mind
Delivered every jot
And left no cause for humankind
To dwell on what is not;
For duties I am called to do
Lie not in things concealed
Nor in some speculative view
But in what is revealed.
It is not mine to now inquire
Of hidden things above
When God gives all that I desire
Within His law of love;
It is not Heaven’s will today
For me to walk by sight
If it was meant to be that way
Then God would give me light.
I know not how the angels go
About their task each day
It wasn’t meant for me to know
Or Heaven’s word would say;
But what is of concern to me
And this I understand
My duty’s not in mystery
But keeping God’s command.
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FOREVER BOUND BY HEAVEN’S LOVE
Our days so quickly turn to years
In this short life we live below
And we are often brought to tears
When we see friends and loved ones go.
Their passing leaves us here alone
And makes us bear an added load
As we in faith keep pressing on
Beneath the grace on us bestowed.
But soon there’ll be a sweet reprieve
From all we have to suffer here
We’ll go where none will ever leave
Or say goodbye to those so dear.
Grief nevermore will rend the heart
Nor death invade that home above
Where friends and loved ones never part
Forever bound by Heaven’s love.
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A DECISION TO MAKE
You’ve a course here to take
A decision to make
‘Tis a choice you inherit at birth;
You alone will decide
Where your soul will abide
When your life is completed on earth.
Whether death shall descend
Or the ages shall end
It will close opportunity’s door;
While you still have a voice
You have freedom of choice
But you must choose ere time is no more.
What an awful demise
Will be greeting your eyes
When the end of the world is defined;
If you waken that day
When the saints fly away
And discover you’ve been left behind.
It is your soul to choose
Now to save or to lose
Don’t delay it until it’s too late;
Let your choice be the Lord
And with Heaven’s reward
He’ll be waiting for you at the gate.
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WHAT WAITS FOR US IN HEAVEN
I see where God has been each day
In nature’s seasonal display
And marvel at the grand array
To His creations given;
As I behold how they are dressed
I search my heart with this inquest
If soulless creatures are so blest
What waits for us in heaven?
I am persuaded we shall find
Things that exceed our finite mind
That God has lovingly designed
To bless earth’s faithful mortals;
I know that city built foursquare
Has splendors far beyond compare
To bless the ransomed waiting there
Within its pearly portals.
I realize we can’t be told
In earthly tongues what we’ll behold
Upon that street of lucent gold
Awaiting time’s cessation;
It will be wonderful indeed
To see that place of which we read
I know that it will far exceed
Each one’s imagination.
For Heaven’s Holy Scriptures show
That crystal living waters flow
And trees with leaves for healing grow
By that supernal river;
We’ll be immortally arrayed
In garments Heaven’s hand has made
And glories that will never fade
Will feast our souls forever.
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‘TIS THE FATHER’S DESIGN
There is coming a time
When the message sublime
That the end of the age is at hand;
Will be borne from on high
By the Lord in the sky
And creation no longer will stand.
When the Savior we see
What a joy it will be
To be numbered that glorious day;
With the faithful who rise
To the Lord in the skies
And with Him are transported away.
We will never more grieve
When we’re called to receive
Heaven’s promise of life evermore;
We’ll rejoice at the sight
When the ransomed take flight
For the journey to Heaven’s bright shore.
‘Tis the Father’s design
And His justice divine
Will reward us that day as we’re found;
O what joy it will bring
If we’re sons of the King
When His children forever are crowned.
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IT TRULY HUMBLES ME
I watch the sun rise in the morn
And feel the need to pray
And thank my God that I was born
To see the light of day;
This truly is a wondrous world
I’m privileged to see
And as its beauties are unfurled
It truly humbles me.
By day the scenes that I hold dear
Emerge to bless my sight
As nature’s wonders reappear
Responding to the light;
And I thank God that I’m alive
His wonders to explore
And as succeeding days arrive
I’ll thank Him more and more.
I see the sun set in the eve
And lift my voice in praise
For all the blessings I receive
To magnify my days;
As I observe the glowing skies
And homeward humbly plod
I know the scenes before my eyes
Express the love of God.
At night the stars above me roll
And I thank God above
That I was made a living soul
And blessed with Heaven’s love;
But I’ll know higher ecstasy
And blessings greater still
In Heaven in eternity
If I will do His will.
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THE FLOWERS OF FAITH
While a stranger I roam
On the road leading home
‘Tis a pathway I walk not by sight;
But my heart looks above
Through the message of love
And the flowers of faith give me light.
False apostles appear
Crying, “Lo, He is here”
And their words seek to turn me aside;
But the right way is shown
In the Bible alone
And the flowers of faith are my guide.
Seeds of faith in each line
Of that message divine
Where the way unto Heaven is shown;
Come to bloom in the heart
And direction impart
And the flowers of faith lead me on.
I will soon lose my breath
In the struggle with death
But until I must yield to the tomb;
I will follow the way
Of the Bible each day
Where the flowers of faith are in bloom.
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IN HEAVEN’S SHINING SPLENDOR
Each passing day on earth we find
More evidence that humankind
Was by intelligence designed
And is, by God’s creation;
The theory we exist by chance
And owe our life to happenstance
Or accidental circumstance
Is man’s imagination.
Too many wonders are at hand
Throughout this earth on which we stand
To now deny that God’s command
Was what gave us our being;
How could a man believe that he
In all of his complexity
Began in some primeval sea
In view of what he’s seeing?
The Bible plainly tells us man
Was part of God’s eternal plan
And that his earthly life began
Inspired by breath eternal;
Naught else enables man to see
His origin and destiny
Or tells him why he came to be
Except those words supernal.
And that same Bible also tells
Us all of this world’s infidels
Will when the bell of Judgment knells
To death and hell surrender;
But those who in this world by choice
In faith obeyed their Maker’s voice
Will live forever to rejoice
In Heaven’s shining splendor.
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YOU STILL HAVE A FRIEND
When a loss breaks your heart
And your world falls apart
When you feel like you’ve come to the end;
Let a moment of prayer
Take away your despair
For in Heaven you still have a friend.
Simply lift up your face
To your friend’s throne of grace
‘Tis a privilege truly sublime;
For the children of God
As they faithfully plod
On the hazardous highway of time.
Many things may be done
Many victories won
By the strength of an unfailing love;
But there’s naught to compare
With the power of prayer
To the Father in Heaven above.
When your outlook is grim
Pour your heart out to Him
Let your troubles to Him be revealed;
If you’re faithful and true
He will hearken to you
And the breaks in your heart will be healed.
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THE WOUNDROUS TRANSPORT OF THE MIND
When I have closed my eyes at night
To blind my natural sense of sight
I launch my mind upon its flight
Beyond this life terrestrial;
And by the eyes of faith I see
The portals of eternity
Where waits all human destiny
When life becomes celestial.
No one but God could have designed
The wondrous transport of the mind
A world to which the eyes are blind
Is opened unto mortals;
Although mere words cannot define
The blessings of this gift divine
By it this earthbound soul of mine
May pass into its portals.
But if my being would reach that goal
Which just in mind I now behold
My earthen body and my soul
Must suffer separation;
And this brings me no dark despair
Because my mind has traveled there
I know it is, as I prepare
To meet that expectation.
I know I as a mortal must
Return this temporary trust
From God, again unto the dust
To rise to realms supernal;
And then celestial life I’ll know
Where nothing but the mind can go
While living on this earth below
Then life will be eternal.
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THE BRIDGE
There is a bridge we all must cross
And just beyond that waiting span
We’ll find eternal gain or loss
‘Tis once appointed unto man.
It spans that chasm deep and wide
Between the earth and destiny
And bears us o’er that ebon tide
From time into eternity.
It is a dreaded bridge we know
And oft its passage we deplore
We’d like another way to go
But in the end, we must pass o’er.
Some day we all will hear the chime
That signals here our final breath
And we will greet the end of time
Or, we will cross the bridge of death.
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THE PRIVILEGE OF PRAYING
When trials come along the way
And clouds of strife make dark the day
It then is time to kneel and pray
That light divine be given;
Our weaknesses have often shown
We cannot find the way alone
But must have help to travel on
This road from earth to Heaven.
This is a dark and troubled ground
Where evils every where abound
And oft the only refuge found
Is that communication;
When we of earth with Heaven share
That blessed privilege of prayer
Which has been given to us there
By Jesus’ proclamation.
Though often troubled here below
We know that we can always go
To God in prayer because we know
That He will always hear us;
If we within His house abide
And daily in His word confide
Whatever else may here betide
We know that He is near us.
When sorrows here the way bedim
And we need Heaven’s holy glim
‘Tis then that we petition Him
Our needs to Him relaying;
For when by life we’re tossed about
Our helpless nature leaves no doubt
This road would be too hard without
The privilege of praying.
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MY HAPPY HEART SINGS
Many days have gone by
Since the world heard me cry
For the first time the night of my birth;
But the ensuing years
Have seen many more tears
For my time has been long on the earth.
Now sweet moments sublime
Bless me most of the time
While a stranger and pilgrim I roam;
And they soothe all the strife
Of the darks spots in life
I’ve gone through on this long journey home.
I approach life anew
With a nostalgic view
As my pilgrimage comes to a close;
But I’m pressing toward
That eternal reward
Where the river of life sweetly flows.
So I follow that star
In the distance afar
With my life under Heaven’s control;
And my happy heart sings
Of the glorious things
That await in that home of the soul.
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THE CROWN OF THORNS
I stand astonished by the love
My Savior has for me
To leave His deity above
And die upon a tree;
He left the royal diadem
That now His head adorns
And stood with sinners mocking Him
Beneath a crown of thorns.
It is a love beyond degree
That over me doth flow
That everlasting sovereignty
Could love a sinner so;
By Heaven’s predetermined plan
He laid that glory down
And took the flesh of mortal man
To wear that thorny crown.
We often suffer pain and loss
And feel the thorns of strife
But we don’t wear them to a cross
To sacrifice our life;
Our thorns are only earthly woes
And those we’re feeling now
Can never be compared with those
That pierced the Savior’s brow.
He gave His blood to write my name
That day on Heaven’s roll
He wore that crown of thorns in shame
To save my sinful soul;
Though He was outwardly abased
It was His heart that bled
That day the crown of thorns was placed
Upon my Savior’s head.
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THE RIVER OF TIME
There’s a river that flows
From the start to the close
Of creation’s mysterious clime;
And the souls of the earth
From the moment of birth
Launch away on that river of time.
Ever flowing away
It will take us someday
From the earth to a country sublime;
Since it ends our command
We must choose where we land
As we sail down the river of time.
Once we lay down our track
Tho we’d like to go back
‘Tis a river no vessel can climb;
Often memory yearns
But there are no returns
Once we pass on the river of time.
But a city foursquare
With an anchorage there
Waits where Heaven’s sweet harbor bells chime;
There’s a home on that shore
With the Lord evermore
At the end of the river of time.
68
MY ETERNE RETREAT
Sin has many voices falling
Daily on my ears
But my heart rejects their calling
Sweet though it appears;
Day by day my soul is driven
By the scourge of love
To obey the voice of Heaven
Calling from above.
This dark world of sin and sorrow
Holds no lasting food
But a table waits tomorrow
In the home of God;
And if faithful I’ll be given
That divine repast
When the fruits that grow in Heaven
Feast my soul at last.
When with earthen clothes I’m finished
God has let me know
My attire will be replenished
When He bids me go;
To that loom divine in heaven
Where the soul’s array
Of eternal life is woven
And I’ll fly away.
When at eve my Master calls me
All my work to cease
From the toil that here befalls me
I will find release;
Freed of labors I’ll be given
My eterne retreat
Where the golden street of Heaven
Rests my weary feet.
69
WHAT A GLORIOUS SIGHT
What a glorious sight
Is presented each night
As the heavens above westward plod;
Wearing sparkling array
In an awesome display
Of the wisdom and glory of God.
They speak never a word
Yet their voices are heard
In a language all men understand;
As each night they are whirled
‘Round a wondering world
By the touch of their Creator’s hand.
What a sermon they preach
With their passive speech
Truth that only a fool would deny;
Yet so many don’t care
What the heavens declare
From their pulpit above in the sky.
What the heavens proclaim
Every night is the same
As when first their procession began;
And though light years away
We can hear what they say
In declaring God’s glory to man.
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TOO GREAT TO UNDERSTAND
How wonderful it is to live
And know God’s majesty
I stand amazed that He should give
Such blessing unto me;
Life is a precious priceless thing
We fain would long extend
But it will take predestined wing
And back to God ascend.
God gave to us dominion here
O’er all that He had made
And with this gift we hold so dear
Our frame of earth arrayed;
This gift to us, by minds above
Eternally was planned
And given to us with a love
Too great to understand.
We can’t evaluate its worth
Nor fix on it a price
We cannot purchase here on earth
This child of Paradise;
God gives it to us for a time
To animate our dust
Then we return that gift sublime
To Heaven’s sacred trust.
So when that gift we must release
And unto death give place
Our precious souls can rest in peace
While in the tomb’s embrace;
For someday life will spring anew
And Heaven has in store
A crown to bless its chosen few
With life for ever more.
71
HOW PRECIOUS
How precious is the story
That echoes now from glory
Revealing all of Heaven’s great love;
With promises eternal
Of ecstasies supernal
Awaiting in that city above.
How precious each quotation
Sent down by inspiration
Sweet life unto the dead to impart;
And blessings like a river
Refresh the soul forever
When Heaven’s words abide in the heart.
How precious are the pages
That show the rock of ages
Where whosoever will may be blest;
And look with hope to Heaven
Where crowns of life are given
And mansions in the city of rest.
No mortal heart can measure
That everlasting treasure
That tells us Heaven’s glory we’ll share;
At Jesus’ invitation
We’ll join the celebration
And live with Him forever up there.
72
I CAN’T GO HOME WITH YOU TODAY
We’ve reached the place upon life’s road
So dreaded, yet so near
Where fond farewells must be bestowed
On those we hold so dear;
But come not now with weeping face
To look on my remains
I’m going to that wondrous place
Where God forever reigns.
Let not this parting bring you pain
‘Tis but a brief delay
We’ll be united once again
Where friendships are for aye;
So wipe the teardrops from your eye
And fill your heart with song
For this is not a sad goodbye
It’s just a sweet, “So long”.
I walked with you so many miles
And shared with you my heart
So let no tears erase the smiles
Today when we must part;
And let your heart hold no dismay
As on through life you plod
I can’t go home with you today
I’m going home with God.
So let there be no hopeless tears
For me when I have gone
God gave me many precious years
To share with you alone;
The future will be ours to see
Dwell not upon the past
Be happy as you follow me
To where I’ve gone at last.
73
THE KEY TO OUR HEAVENLY HOME
On the night of His birth
Jesus came to the earth
Wearing flesh in the likeness of men;
That He might know our plight
As we struggle and fight
In our ongoing battle with sin.
Though His life here was brief
And acquainted with grief
Jesus came here to seek and to save;
And He knew when He came
He would suffer the shame
Of a death on a cross, and a grave.
‘Twas for man a great day
When He entered the fray
For the victory now would be won;
When He took His last breath
And surrendered to death
What He came here to do had been done.
He embodied the love
Of the Father above
For the souls who were lost in the gloam;
And the blood that He shed
On the cross in our stead
Was the key to our Heavenly home.
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FROM EARTH TO PARADISE
When I vacate this house of clay
‘Twill be put in a tomb
To see corruption and decay
In dark and silent gloom;
But from this world my soul will flee
To realms beyond the skies
From time into eternity
From earth to Paradise.
I’m looking forward to that flight
What rapture it will be
A bright new world will feast my sight
In speechless ecstasy;
Which cannot now with words be told
Nor could men understand
The scenes of splendor I’ll behold
In that supernal land.
I’ll have a house not made with hands
Eternally to wear
When glorified my spirit stands
Enraptured over there;
To live a life forever new
Beyond the reach of time
While ceaseless joys pass in review
In that enchanting clime.
I find no cause for fear or dread
In pondering my fate
A blissful future lies ahead
Thru death’s appointed gate;
So when this life comes to an end
And earth shall swallow me
My soul with angels will ascend
To Heaven’s jubilee.
75
THE CRUMBS THAT FALL
If heaven has a place for me
I’ll raise no cries for sumptuous fare
The crumbs that fall up there would be
A feast of joy beyond compare.
I will not ask of God a place
To sit at Heaven’s banquet board
If He will only by His grace
The crumbs that fall to me afford.
It would not be to me less grand
Nor yet my dignity offend
If there my God’s almighty hand
Should naught but crumbs to me extend.
I’ll covet not the highest seat
Nor lift my voice to ask for more
If God will bless my soul to eat
The crumbs that fall to Heaven’s floor.
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A SHIPWRECK ON A FOREIGN SHORE
My ship must sail the sea of life
With all its angry waves of strife
A ship entrusted now to me
To choose its way across the sea
But if I hark to every wind
I’ll choose amiss and at the end
This sacred trust to God restore
A shipwreck on a foreign shore.
To sail aright this ship of mine
I need the light of love divine
Lest I without that holy spark
Upon an errant course embark
And driven by the tempest’s spray
In nether darkness lose the way
And ‘mid the billows’ angry roar
Be shipwrecked on a foreign shore.
Tho life’s great sea doth far extend
My ship will surely reach its end
And leave for aye this living main
On seas unknown to sail again
My ship to God then I’ll confide
To pilot me and be my guide
Lest sinful waters I explore
And shipwreck on a foreign shore.
So when to earth I say farewell
To sail the ne’er returning swell
I shan’t respond to strange commands
Nor trust the wheel to other hands
Lest I be cast upon a shoal
To lie for aye a stranded soul
And lost from home forevermore
A shipwreck on a foreign shore.
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HAVE YOU GIVEN CONTROL
As a mortal by birth
We cannot stay on earth
And as pilgrims we keep moving on;
But we’ve time to prepare
For forever somewhere
When from earth we forever have gone.
Here in time we’re away
From our home though we may
See the mansion by faith that awaits;
At the ending of time
For the faithful who climb
On the pathway unto Heaven’s gates.
‘Tis a journey of strife
As we travel thru life
On the way to our final abode;
Ask yourself as you go
Do you truthfully know
What awaits at the end of the road.
There are byways today
That would lead us astray
As we traffic our way thru the gloam;
Have you given control
Of the flight of your soul
To a pilot who knows the way home.
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AS THEY WERE SOWN SO SHALL I REAP
When day before the night has fled
I wonder as I lie in bed
If God was pleased with what I said
Throughout the day just ended;
In searching question I retrace
The words released from my embrace
And wonder if my speech with grace
Was manifestly blended.
I wonder if the words I used
Were heard as truth with love infused
So liberty was not abused
In every past occasion;
What did they serve to stimulate
Did they with zeal reverberate
What thought did they communicate
Did they express persuasion?
Was their employ an active sound
As tools to till the Master’s ground
Was revelation in them found
Of matters everlasting;
What action did my words inspire
Did they for God excite desire
And fan faith’s coals to flaming fire
I wonder since their casting.
The words I spoke today are gone
To future realms forever flown
Where still their life continues on
Each one has been recorded;
No more can I recall their keep
Nor wake them from their patient sleep
As they were sown so shall I reap
So shall I be rewarded.
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LET ME NOT BE TOO PROUD
There is coming a day
When I’ll have to give way
And let others fight on for the truth;
As life’s pages unfold
Give me grace to grow old
And relinquish my burdens to youth.
Help me never to be
Too self centered to see
That my steps have grown weak on the road;
When my strength shall subside
Let me then step aside
And let younger ones carry the load.
When my back becomes bowed
Let me not be too proud
To let some zealous youth take my place;
When my force grows effete
May no trace of conceit
Interfere with the exchange of grace.
With my usefulness past
May I not be downcast
When the hymn of old age has been sung;
Help me take off my crown
When it’s time to step down
And to pass on the torch to the young.
80
MY YESTERDAYS ARE GONE
Sometimes when I am all alone
I wish for days gone by
To have again the years I’ve known
But with a wistful sigh;
I realize the stream of time
Can never backward flow
But must each day with measured chime
Unto the future go.
And as I’m borne along the stream
Although my heart may yearn
To see the past, ‘tis but a dream
I cannot there return;
This onward flowing tide is bent
To that eternal sea
Where waits that glorious event
Appointed once to me.
Through joyous tears I realize
My yesterdays are gone
And to the future’s golden skies
I must keep pressing on;
To where bright living waters spill
From Heaven’s throne for aye
And there’s no yesterdays but ‘twill
Forever be today.
I feel contented then at last
To let the present be
And hold my long and happy past
In hands of memory;
And cast my visionary sight
O’er Jordan’s ebon foam
To see by faith that holy light
From my tomorrow’s home.
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THAT NEW AND LIVING WAY
When skies of life are cold and dark
And days bring nothing but dismay
Seek new directions and embark
Upon a new and living way.
The ways of earth delusions bring
And sorrows oft our hopes affray
True happiness can only spring
From Heaven’s new and living way.
All life on earth by death is bound
All else is subject to decay
The only lasting things are found
Upon that new and living way.
As to eternity you plod
Remember this from day to day
You cannot reach a home with God
But by that new and living way.
O let your spirit now be stirred
To do God’s will while still you may
For only Heaven’s holy word
Reveals that new and living way.
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TIME IS PRECIOUS INDEED
Every morn when we rise
We should look to the skies
Thanking God for the love He has shown;
In extending our way
With another new day
When the ending of life is unknown.
As the day is unfurled
We should show to the world
Whence the day all its glory derives;
And if children of day
Then we ought to display
All the glory of God in our lives.
Every day that we live
We should thankfully give
God a share of our moments in praise;
For the wonders He’s done
From the rise of the sun
To the darkness which closes our days.
Time is precious indeed
And we ought to give heed
To the giver when with it we’re blessed;
Who in rapture sublime
When there is no more time
Has for us an eternal sweet rest.
83
KNOCK ON HEAVEN’S DOOR IN PRAYER
When great burdens here oppress you
And it seems you can’t go on
Hands divine await to bless you
If you’ll take them to the throne;
Lift your eyes and look above you
Send your heart’s desire that way
There are friends up there who love you
And will hear you when you pray.
If the skies around you darken
Fan the coals of prayer to flame
God has promised He will hearken
When you pray in Jesus’ name;
Lest the weigh of life defeat you
Flee to His appointed place
He will never fail to meet you
There at Heaven’s throne of grace.
Let your voice from earth to Heaven
On the wings of prayer ascend
Precious promises are given
By that everlasting Friend;
There’s a mediator near you
And thru Him your words will fly
To a Father who will hear you
And will faithfully reply.
When temptations overtake you
And the load is hard to bear
If your earthly friends forsake you
Knock on Heaven’s door in prayer;
Call on God with your petition
Everything to Him confide
Sound the trumpet of contrition
And the door will open wide.
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BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU SAY AND DO
You have a duty here below
To those who follow where you go
Be careful what you say and do
Because they’ll want to be like you.
Take care until young minds have grown
Just what their tender eyes are shown
And where you lead that precious few
Whose trusting faith looks up to you.
Young lives tomorrow will display
The things they see in you today
So choose your words and deeds with care
And ask for guidance oft in prayer.
But most important let them see
You living Christianity
And always show the pathway true
To those whose feet will follow you.
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HEAVEN’S FOUNTAIN OF LOVE
Beyond the final mountain
Of life there is a fountain
Where waters everlasting are rife;
And some day I’ll be going
Up there where it is flowing
To live beside the river of life.
When angels come to wake me
From death, their hands will take me
More swiftly than the wings of a dove;
To drink without cessation
Those waters of salvation
That stream from Heaven’s fountain of love.
That fount of Heaven’s giving
For aye will bless the living
With waters that will never run dry;
Where hands divine replenish
No ages can diminish
That everlasting fountain on high.
When death at last surrenders
I’ll rise to Heaven’s splendors
And when I reach that city above;
My soul will drink forever
Sweet waters from the river
That flows from heaven’s fountain of love.
86
THERE’S A BETTER PLACE
While flying over life’s great sea
On wings of youth sublime
We think not of eternity
Beyond the end of time;
But as the years go fleeting by
We come to realize
That some day soon we all must fly
Into eternal skies.
As we live here in God’s employ
Beneath the cloak of grace
There’s much on earth that we enjoy
But there’s a better place;
The fellowship that we have shared
On earth in Christian love
Will be as nothing when compared
To that which waits above.
So we begin to think ahead
To that great moment when
Sweet words of parting must be said
To life as mortal men;
And we to Heaven fly away
To share its ecstasy
When we put on eterne array
And join that jubilee.
No human tongue could here express
That rapture ‘round the throne
‘Twill be a higher happiness
Than man has ever known;
‘Tis not within the finite mind
To see beyond the gloam
The things the youth of time will find
In that eternal home.
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LET THE LIGHT DEPART GENTLY I PRAY
The road will soon end that I’m traveling on
At the border of some other land
And as I draw nearer to regions unknown
Blessed Lord let me cling to thy hand.
So much Lord awaits me that I cannot see
On the way to my future abode
Till I meet the messengers coming for me
Let me walk close to thee on the road.
As footsteps grow weary I know that the end
Is awaiting not too far ahead
Dark shadows of evening already descend
With the sound of the messenger’s tread.
O Lord when transition replaces my breath
Let the light depart gently I pray
And when I must enter the darkness of death
Send the angels to show me the way.
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I’M GOING HOME AT LAST
I’m drawing nearer to that time
Appointed unto all
When bells of death and Judgment chime
And when I hear them call;
I’ll bid familiar scenes goodbye
No more this world to roam
And take my journey thru the sky
To my eternal home.
Although I’ve many precious friends
To bless this life below
There’ll be no rancor when it ends
And friendships cease to flow;
Beyond this life eternity
Holds Heaven’s bliss to share
And if I’m faithful life will be
Forever over there.
There is so much that I hold dear
But with it all I know
I’m only on a visit here
And soon I’ll have to go;
My vesture will be laid aside
And when shall come the day
I’ll catch the ebb at eventide
And gently sail away.
O let there be no hopeless tears
For me when I have gone
The part of me that disappears
Will still be living on;
The future holds such ecstasy
Look not unto the past
Be happy and rejoice with me
I’m going home at last.
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HEAVEN’S AMBASSAGE
My years are now showing
That soon I’ll be going
To live in a city sublime;
My mansion eternal
In regions supernal
Lies over the great gulf of time.
I anxiously ponder
That country up yonder
Across the dark waters so wide;
Tho wild waves be tossing
I must make the crossing
If I would in Glory abide.
With darkness descending
I’ll come to life’s ending
And gaze upon Jordan’s dread foam;
As mortals forsake me
Bright angels will take me
From earth to my Heavenly home.
Tho my home forever
Is over death’s river
Away on the far distant shore;
With Heaven’s ambassage
Providing me passage
I know I will safely cross o’er.
90
I HAVE RESERVATIONS MADE
When I lay down to sleep at night
I know my works could all be done
The hand of death could touch my sight
And hide from me the morning sun.
Its solemn bell tonight could chime
For life is winding down for me
I now could go to sleep in time
And wake up in eternity.
But I have reservations made
For one of Heaven’s golden rooms
Where now the tree of life arrayed
In everlasting splendor blooms.
So I will go to sleep in peace
For I have kept my Lord’s commands
And if my soul should find release
I’ll trust its flight to angel hands.
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THE HEAVENS
When I behold the starry sky
I cannot help but wonder why
A finite mortal would deny
The witness of creation;
Each night the heavens still declare
The glory of their Maker there
And blind are they who will not share
Their wondrous proclamation.
They shout without a spoken word
Yet in all lands their speech is heard
Thus understanding is conferred
That hands divine displayed them;
Their passive oratorio
Sets all the firmament aglow
And men of earth may truly know
That it was God who made them.
How one could view that sparkling strand
In infinite perfection planned
And not see God’s creative hand
Defies imagination;
No other voice could ever tell
The origin of things so well
As that unheard celestial swell
Except by inspiration.
That ordered vibrant astral span
Reveals the parentage of man
And as the day it all began
It still declares His glory;
Thru time its splendors have appealed
To what so plainly is revealed
To find the Creator concealed
In that supernal story.
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GOD KNEW IT LONG AGO
When ‘twas but a thought supernal
In the mind of God alone
He foreknew the fate eternal
Of each mortal time would spawn.
He foreknew the very hour
Death would seal our destiny
Long before His mighty power
Caused this universe to be.
He knew where we’d all be going
When we still were but a plan
Yet it is not God’s foreknowing
That decides the fate of man.
Though God did our lot envision
We determine where we go
Each man makes his own decision
But God knew it long ago.
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EVERY THORN BEGETS A FLOWER
Often things become distressing
When it never should be so
And we miss a precious blessing
That is hidden in a woe;
For we know a higher power
Good in all things has designed
Every thorn begets a flower
And each cloud is silver lined.
We let blindness come upon us
And what joys we often miss
In the picture life has shown us
But we must remember this;
There’s a rainbow in the shower
And it always brings to mind
Every thorn begets a flower
And each cloud is silver lined.
We view death with consternation
And forget a seed must die
To bring forth a new creation
And its blessings we decry;
In each mortal’s darkest hour
Precious things are there to find
Every thorn begets a flower
And each cloud is silver lined.
Many blessings wear disguises
We must look beyond the veils
And it always brings surprises
Finding Heaven’s golden grails;
Even in our fallen tower
Is our unity defined
Every thorn begets a flower
And each cloud is silver lined.
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WE’RE JUST PILGRIMS
Earth is not our habitation
For our home is in the sky
Heaven is our destination
We’re just pilgrims passing by.
All our thoughts to God are given
As our journey we pursue
Going to our home in Heaven
We’re just pilgrims passing thru.
All our hopes and our desires
Upward are to heaven drawn
By the light His word inspires
We’re just pilgrims passing on.
This is just a visitation
We on earth as strangers roam
To a waiting celebration
We’re just pilgrims going home.
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I KNOW HE’LL ANSWER
When clouds of sorrow fill the skies
And teardrops stain my face
Upon the wings of faith I rise
To Heaven’s throne of grace;
Where waits a helping hand divine
That reaches through the pain
To soothe this broken heart of mine
And bring me joy again.
When I am overcome with grief
That men cannot allay
I know where I can find relief
Not very far away;
An Intercessor’s waiting there
In Heaven’s holy glim
And by the avenue of prayer
I go to God through Him.
Sweet friends are always standing by
Who’d love to help me too
But there are things, although they try,
They simply cannot do;
‘Tis then by faith I look above
Where those immortal live
To find that special kind of love
That only God can give.
Though I entreat Him every day
He never fails to fill
My cup with comfort when I pray
In keeping with His will;
And when my prayers are said and done
Though many they may be
I know He’ll answer every one
The way that’s best for me.
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WE’RE ONLY DUST
What glory now attends our way
That we should be of God so blest
Our Father’s image to display
While with the dust of earth we’re dressed.
We are most wonderfully made
The acme of creation’s sway
But years will find us all decayed
For dust cannot endure for aye.
We are of earthen things most high
The likeness of our God to share
But each one will, as time goes by
Return to earth this dust we wear.
And so we seek a higher clime
We’ve nothing here in which to trust
And can’t endure the storm of time
For in this world we’re only dust.
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WHAT’S THE PURPOSE THEN OF LIFE
As we travel through the ages
Human nature stays the same
Evolution’s theory rages
Still denying whence we came;
Streams of unbelief are flowing
From the mouths of skeptics who
Fain would tell us we’re not going
Any where when life is through.
But their words are most deceiving
Which by faith we must dispel
And continue on believing
There’s a Heaven and a hell;
If both good and bad are equal
With no Judgment in reserve
And if this life had no sequel
Then what purpose would it serve?
What’s the use of even living
If at death we disappear
If we live with this misgiving
There’s no purpose for us here;
Why are we today suspended
On this present earthen ball
If when life on earth is ended
It’s oblivion for all?
Truth is often met with laughter
And the Bible is dismissed
But if there is no hereafter
Why do all of us exist?
And what reason could be given
For enduring earthly strife
If there is no hell or Heaven
What’s the purpose then of life?
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THAT SECRET CLOSET
I have a very secret place
And to its arms I oft repair
To bow before God’s throne of grace
While I commune with Him in prayer.
A place no other mortal knows
Secluded deep in secrecies
And when its hidden portals close
I then possess the only keys.
I enter there when woe betides
And taste the peace of higher climes
While its security provides
A brief escape from troubled times.
I treasure that sequestered glen
Naught else such comfort can impart
As that I find when I go in
That secret closet in my heart.
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WHEN JESUS LEADS ME THRU HEAVEN’S GATE
My soul will soon be sleeping
Somewhere in heaven’s keeping
To rest until the ending of time;
Some morning to awaken
In glory to be taken
Where bells of life eternally chime.
When dust in dust shall tarry
Sweet angel hands will carry
My soul across the dark stormy tide;
Where all the blest are given
To see the light of Heaven
And ever with the Savior abide.
How sweet will be the morning
With Heaven’s hand adorning
My soul to meet the Lord in the air;
At last to be ascending
To life that has no ending
Inside the shining city foursquare.
A golden home forever
Beside a living river
The saved of all the ages await;
That city will be ringing
Eternally with singing
When Jesus leads me thru Heaven’s gate.
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WHY?
Why did God lay His glory down
And put on dust instead?
Why trade His everlasting crown
For thorns upon his head?
How could He give up Heaven’s bliss
His everlasting home
And come to such a world as this
A vagabond to roam?
Why leave the house immortals wear
Our flesh to occupy?
Why leave a life eternal there
And come to earth to die?
We get no answer from mankind
But when we look above
This is the answer that we find
It was a thing called love.
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INDESCRIBABLE WOE
We abhor death although
Deep within us we know
God has willed that we give up our breath;
Lest that find you distraught
Let your mind weigh this thought:
“What if hope did not go beyond death?”
Such a prospect would give
Us no reason to live
If a grave was our ultimate goal;
Why endeavor to win
The great struggle with sin
If oblivion swallowed the soul?
If we could not prepare
For a future somewhere
It would leave us no motive to cope;
And would make life below
Indescribable woe
If in this life alone we had hope.
But the saved will rejoice
When the archangel’s voice
Calls the dead to arise from the tomb;
And we’ve hope now in store
That when time is no more
Life eternal will burst into bloom.
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I STILL CANNOT TELL
Many questions I find
Bring the picture to mind
Of a chasm that’s never been crossed;
I have searched, but in vain
For I still can’t explain
Why so many would rather be lost.
We can see, unless blind
That the bulk of mankind
Choose to enter destruction’s wide gate;
There’s no doubt they will die
And the question is why
They would willfully choose such a fate.
Some indeed are deceived
Having truly believed
What they heard was ordained from on high;
An articulate man
With his subtlety can
Often make men subscribe to a lie.
But so many dismiss
Heaven’s unending bliss
And instead pay the purposeless cost;
Of a soul lost in hell
And I still cannot tell
Why so many prefer to be lost.
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OUR RESPONSIBILITY
What a precious gift did God bestow
On a lifeless lump of dust
For He formed from it a man we know
With a soul to keep in trust;
Then He blessed him with dominion o’er
All the creatures He had made
And His love continued to outpour
On the man as he obeyed.
But with his free moral agency
With which man alone was blessed
Came his own responsibility
For the soul which he possessed;
It is now our soul to save or lose
While with life ‘tis unified
But the time when we may freely choose
Will expire when we have died.
How we use our life while earth we trod
Should be viewed with this in mind
We’ll be called to give account to God
For the trust He gave mankind;
Nothing has a soul on earth but man
Nor the opportunity
To return his soul to God again
To be blessed eternally.
If we place our life in Jesus’ hands
He will cleanse our precious soul
But we must give it to His commands
While it’s still in our control;
If our life in sinfulness we spend
We expend the soul as well
For a wasted life on earth will end
With a wasted soul in hell.
104
IF WE’LL CALL ON THE LORD
Once we lived without fear
In a paradise here
When the orchards of Eden we trod;
But we sinned in that place
And in shame and disgrace
Were expelled from the garden of God.
Now without our consent
There’s a common event
Which espouses the great and the small;
Whether royalty
Or a beggar we be
The same sepulcher swallows us all.
But our God so loved man
He extended a plan
And though all will be joining the dead;
If we’ll call on the Lord
By obeying His word
There’s a glorious future ahead.
Though enslavement to death
Has deprived us of breath
We’ll be blessed when new life we assume;
With a mansion sublime
At the ending of time
Where the orchards of Paradise bloom.
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