The Potter
The hands are strong, but gentle
The force is firm, but kind
The pressure from the Potter’s touch
Brings changes over time.
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The Exchange
Give me Christ and take my heart
Thy righteousness to me impart
Bring me under, bring me down
Bring me broken and duty bound.
I Prayed for Thee Today
I prayed for thee today,
To the God Who has all power
That He would keep thee close to Him
And strengthen Thee this hour,
The Conquerors
Jesus and Alexander died at thirty-three.
One lived and died for self; one died for you and me;
One led vast armies forth; the other walked alone.
One shed a whole world’s blood; the other gave His own.
One won the world in life and lost it all in death;
The other lost His life to win the whole world’s faith.
Money can buy…
Money can buy:
Food, but not an appetite
A bed, but not sleep
Medicine, but not health
Books, but not brains
When He Died
Music is playing, everyone’s saying,
Merry Christmas and oh yes Happy New Year,
Yet all step around, the man on the ground,
pretending there’s no one to see there.
Not Only on Christmas Day
I long to hear the same words
That welcomed home Your Son,
“Come, good and faithful servant,”
Your Master says, “Well done.”
And may heaven welcome others
Who will join me in praise
Because I lived for Jesus Christ
Not just on Christmas Days
Christmas First
For on that peaceful night,
God sent his only son.
That one day he’d be a man,
Eternal life would come.
Gleaming Light
Then in these acts of kindness done
It is not me you see,
But glimpses of that Loving One
Who chose to dwell in me.
My God, I Thank Thee, Who Hast Made
I thank Thee, Lord, that here our souls
Though amply blessed,
Can never find, although they seek
A perfect rest;
Nor ever shall, until they lean
On Jesus’ breast.
Reflections in The WORD 