... comforting the cry of my heart with His voice



Full salvation! full salvation!
Lo! the fountain, opened wide,
Streams thro' ev'ry land and nation
From the Saviour's wounded side.
Full salvation! full salvation!
Full salvation! full salvation!
Streams an endless crimson tide.

O the glorious revelation!
See the cleansing current flow,
Washing stains of condemnation
Whiter than the driven snow;
Full salvation! full salvation!
Full salvation! full salvation!
O the rapt'rous bliss to know!

Love's resistless current sweeping
All the regions deep within;
Thought and wish and senses keeping
Now, and ev'ry instant, clean.
Full salvation! full salvation!
Full salvation! full salvation!
From the guilt and pow'r of sin.

Life immortal, heav'n descending,
Lo! my heart the Spirit's shrine!
God and man in oneness blending—
O what fellowship is mine!
Full salvation! full salvation!
Full salvation! full salvation!
Raised in Christ to life divine!

Care and doubting, gloom and sorrow,
Fear and grief are mine no more;
Faith knows naught of dark tomorrow
For my Saviour goes before.
Full salvation! full salvation!
Full salvation! full salvation!
Full and free for evermore.


Tune: Cwm Rhondda
[url=http://www.hymnsite.com/lyrics/umh127.sht]http://www.hymnsite.com/lyrics/umh127.sht[/url]

[url=http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/g/u/guideme.htm]http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/g/u/guideme.htm[/url]



1 Corinthians 15:11 - 19
Therefore, whether [i]it was[/i] I or they, so we preach and so you believed. Now if Christ is preached that He has been raised from the dead, how do some among you say that there is no resurrection of the dead?

But if there is no resurrection of the dead, then Christ is not risen. And if Christ is not risen, then our preaching [i]is[/i] empty and your faith [i]is[/i] also empty.

Yes, and we are found false witnesses of God, because we have testified of God that He raised up Christ, whom He did not raise up -- if in fact the dead do not rise. For if [i]the[/i] dead do not rise, then Christ is not risen. And if Christ is not risen, your faith [i]is[/i] futile; you are still in your sins!

Then also those who have fallen asleep in Christ have perished. If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men the most pitiable.

... many unexpected blessings



Let there be glory and honour and praises -
Glory and honour to Jesus!
Glory!
Honour!
Glory and honour to Him!


Find in alphabetical list:
[url=http://my.homewithgod.com/heavenlymidis/praise.html]http://my.homewithgod.com/heavenlymidis/praise.html[/url]



1 Corinthians 15:20
But now Christ is risen from the dead, [i]and[/i] has become the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep.

... a very smooth journey from Philadelphia, PA to Canada, and more fellowship in Christ with saints



O Thou, by long experience tried,
Near whom no grief can long abide;
My love! how full of sweet content
I pass my years of banishment!

All scenes alike engaging prove
To souls impress'd with sacred love!
Where'er they dwell, they dwell in Thee;
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea.

To me remains nor place nor time;
My country is in every clime;
I can be calm and free from care
On any shore, since God is there.

While place we seek, or place we shun,
The soul finds happiness in none;
But, with a God to guide our way,
'Tis equal joy to go or stay.

[b]Could I be cast where Thou art not,
That were indeed a dreadful lot;
But regions none remote I call,
Secure of finding God in all[/b].

My country, Lord, art Thou alone;
Nor other can I claim or own;
The point where all my wishes meet;
My law, my love, life's only sweet!

I hold by nothing here below;
Appoint my journey and I go;
Though pierced by scorn, oppress'd by pride,
I feel Thee good - feel nought beside.

No frowns of men can hurtful prove
To souls on fire with heavenly love;
Though men and devils both condemn,
No gloomy days arise from them.

Ah, then! to His embrace repair;
My soul, thou art no stranger there;
There love divine shall be thy guard,
And peace and safety thy reward.


[i]Mme Guyon[/i]


Tune: Federal Street
[url=http://www.ccel.org/cceh/0002/x000245.htm]http://www.ccel.org/cceh/0002/x000245.htm[/url]



1 Corinthians 15: 21, 22
For since by man [i]came[/i] death, by Man also [i]came[/i] the resurrection of the dead.

For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ all shall be made alive.

... a peaceful yet challenging celebration of Christ's resurrection



Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

For Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head;
His Name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His Name.

Blessings abound wherever He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blessed.

Where He displays His healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more:
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.

Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen!



[i]Charles Wesley[/i]


Tune: Rimington
[url=http://cyberhymnal.org/mid/r/i/m/rimington.mid]http://cyberhymnal.org/mid/r/i/m/rimington.mid[/url]




1 Corinthians 15: 23, 24
But each one in his own order: Christ the firstfruits, afterward those [i]who are[/i] Christ's at His coming.

Then [i]comes[/i] the end, when He delivers the kingdom to God the Father, when He puts an end to all rule and all authority and power.

... the glorious work of the Word and the Spirit



Down from His splendor in glory He came,
Into a world of woe;
Took on Himself all my guilt and my shame,
Why should He love me so?

[i]Refrain[/i]
[i]How can I help but love Him,
When He loved me so?
How can I help but love Him,
When He loved me so?[/i]

I am unworthy to take of His grace,
Wonderful grace so free;
Yes, Jesus suffered and died in my place,
E’en for a soul like me.

[i]Refrain[/i]

He is the fairest of thousands to me,
His love is sweet and true;
Wonderful beauty in Him I now see,
More than I ever knew.

[i]Refrain[/i]



[url=http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/o/hocihblh.htm]http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/o/hocihblh.htm[/url]



1 Corinthians 15:25, 26
For He must reign till He has put all enemies under His feet.

The last enemy [i]that[/i] will be destroyed [i]is[/i] death.

... bringing me back to a sharper edge of awareness of His will



Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change, He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future, as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.

[b]Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise
On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high;
Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways[/b],
So shall He view thee with a well pleased eye.
Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine
Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.



Tune: Finlandia
[url=http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/b/e/bestill.htm]http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/b/e/bestill.htm[/url]




The sands of time are sinking, the dawn of Heaven breaks;
The summer morn I’ve sighed for—the fair, sweet morn awakes:
Dark, dark hath been the midnight, but dayspring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

O Christ, He is the fountain, the deep, sweet well of love!
The streams of earth I’ve tasted more deep I’ll drink above:
There to an ocean fullness His mercy doth expand,
And glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

I’ve wrestled on towards Heaven, against storm and wind and tide,
Now, like a weary traveler that leaneth on his guide,
Amid the shades of evening, while sinks life’s lingering sand,
I hail the glory dawning from Immanuel’s land.

With mercy and with judgment my web of time He wove,
And aye, the dews of sorrow were lustered with His love;
I’ll bless the hand that guided, I’ll bless the heart that planned
When throned where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

O I am my Beloved’s and my Beloved’s mine!
He brings a poor vile sinner into His “house of wine.”
I stand upon His merit—I know no other stand,
Not even where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

The Bride eyes not her garment, but her dear Bridegroom’s face;
I will not gaze at glory but on my King of grace.
Not at the crown He giveth but on His pierced hand;
The Lamb is all the glory of Immanuel’s land.



Tune: Rutherford
[url=http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/s/a/sandtime.htm]http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/s/a/sandtime.htm[/url]

[url=http://www.sermonaudio.com/hymn_details.asp?PID=immanuelsland]http://www.sermonaudio.com/hymn_details.asp?PID=immanuelsland[/url]



1 Corinthians 15:27, 28
For "He has put all things under His feet."

But when He says "all things are put under [i]Him," it is[/i] evident that He who put all things under Him is excepted.

Now when all things are made subject to Him, then the Son Himself will also be subject to Him who put all things under Him, that God may be all in all.

... strength for the day, fellowship with saints whom I cannot see, and the word of God coming to me through them, according to His love



Who, O Lord, with Thee abiding,
In Thy House shall be Thy guest?
Who, his feet to Zion turning,
In Thy holy hill shall rest?
He that ever walks uprightly,
Does the right without a fear,
When he speaks, he speaks not lightly,
But with truth and love sincere.

He that slanders not his brother,
Does not evil to a friend;
To reproaches of another
He refuses to attend.
Wicked men win not his favor,
But the good who fear the Lord;
From his vow he will not waver,
Though it bring him sad reward.

Freely to the needy lending,
No excess he asks again;
And the innocent befriending,
He desires not praise of men.
Doing this, and evil spurning,
He shall nevermore be moved;
This the man with Thee sojourning,
This the man by Thee approved.



Tune: Helen
[url=http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/w/o/wolwitab.htm]http://cyberhymnal.org/htm/w/o/wolwitab.htm[/url]

Tune: Arise
[url=http://ccel.org/cceh/0001/x000197.htm]http://ccel.org/cceh/0001/x000197.htm[/url]




Philippians 3:3
For we are the circumcision, which worship God in the spirit, and rejoice in Christ Jesus, and have no confidence in the flesh.

...dreams and visions.

...That the Lord is greater than my self-will and stubbornness, and wanting to do what [i]I[/i] want to do! ...That in Him there is power to say "not my will, but thine".

This evening I put on a praise tape and danced. Haven't done that for a long time (I was doing the ironing, but it is possible to dance and iron at the same time - just)

As I'm a daft looking dancer, (and also unfit)clapping, jumping about, waving my arms and making it up as I go along, it must have been quite a sight, but think the Lord was OK with that!

Good exercise too :-D

Jeannette

Today I'm praising God for allowing me to see my favorite Musician and hero in the faith perform last night.And God is allowing a dream to come true in that I asked him if he would perfom a song at the church service in which we dedicate my baby to the Lord and he said yes he would.And I say "Thank you Daddy" because I know My Father Almighty God loves me!!

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brian