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Sunday, March 23, 2014

Fill Me, O Lord

As I think upon Your love, Lord,
   Fix my mind to trust Your Word.
As I think upon Your cross, Lord,
   Help me to obey Your Word.

For the Word of God is mighty;
For the Word of God is true;
For the Word of God is mighty to save.
   It's Jesus - He'll see us through.

Holy Spirit, come and fill me;
Holy Spirit, set me free.
Holy Spirit, come and heal me.
   I'm Yours throughout eternity.
For Your Light and Fire shall consume me.
   It's Christ I long to see.

For the Word of God is mighty;
For the Word of God is true;
For the Word of God is mighty to save.
   It's Jesus - He'll see us through.

by Julie Dunlap  3-23-2014

Note:  God gave me a simple song today at my request.  I was working on it for an hour or so before church, and then after church was able to finish it up.  It is the Holy Spirit that will fill us, heal us, and enable us to live the Christian life.  Daily we must avail ourselves of His Light and Fire to consume the dross, that we will clearly see Jesus, and follow His calling.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Bear Us on Eagle's Wings

Bear us on eagles' wings,
   Lord, lest we faint,
Far, far from groveling things,
   Purge from their taint.
Jesus of Calvary,
Draw us to run after thee,
Hold us to walk with Thee,
   Walk, and not faint.

by Amy Carmichael,  from Edges of His Ways


Note: Today is Ash Wednesday and, therefore, the beginning of the season of Lent.  On Ash Wednesday, we are reminded that we are dust and to dust we will return.  This is a good reminder so we will strive to live each day to the glory of God.  It is God who will purge us; He will bear us on eagles' wings.  He leads us into this time of repentance and cleansing.  He draws us and holds us, and we will advance on the pilgrim's way in His strength.


Saturday, March 1, 2014

Hidden Life in Christ

Lord, make of this our pleasant field
   A garden cool and shadowy,
A spring shut up, a fountain sealed
   For Thee, Lord Jesus, only Thee.

And as from far untrodden snow
   Of Lebanon the streams run free,
Dear Lord, command our streams to flow,
   That thirsty men may drink of Thee.

by Amy Carmichael, from Edges of His Ways