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| Re: | | "Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 1. Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, See Him dying on the tree! 'Tis the Christ by man rejected; Yes, my soul, 'tis He! 'tis He! 'Tis the long-expected Prophet, David's Son, yet David's Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of it: 'Tis the true and faithful Word.
2. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, Was there ever grief like His? Friends through fear His cause disowning, Foes insulting His distress; Many hands were raised to wound Him, None would interpose to save; But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that Justice gave.
3. Ye who think of sin but lightly Nor suppose the evil great Here may view its nature rightly, Here its guilt may estimate. Mark the Sacrifice appointed, See who bears the awful load; 'Tis the WORD, the LORD'S ANOINTED, Son of Man and Son of God.
4. Here we have a firm foundation; Here the refuge of the lost; Christ's the Rock of our salvation, His the name of which we boast. Lamb of God, for sinners wounded, Sacrifice to cancel guilt! None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built.
_________________ Rick
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| 2011/4/6 17:54 | Profile | nasekom Member
Joined: 2009/5/29 Posts: 146 Dublin,Ireland
| Re: | | "Who am I"
Who am I? That the Lord of all the earth, Would care to know my name, Would care to feel my hurt. Who am I? That the bright and morning star, Would choose to light the way, For my ever wandering heart.
Not because of who I am, But because of what you've done. Not because of what I've done, But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow, A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind. Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling, And you've told me who I am. I am yours. I am yours.
Who am I? That the eyes that see my sin Would look on me with love And watch me rise again. Who am I? That the voice that calmed the sea, Would call out through the rain, And calm the storm in me.
Not because of who I am, But because of what you've done. Not because of what I've done, But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow, A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind. Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling, And you've told me who I am. I am yours.
Whom shall I fear Whom shall I fear Cause I am yours.. I am yours..
_________________ Yuri
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| 2011/4/6 18:15 | Profile | ccchhhrrriiisss Member
Joined: 2003/11/23 Posts: 4779
| Re: | | BE THOU MY VISION Old Irish hymn (6th Century) Translation by Mary E. Byrne Versified by Eleanor H. Hull
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart; Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art. Thou my best Thought, by day or by night, Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord; Thou my great Father, I Thy true son; Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight; Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight; Thou my souls Shelter, Thou my high Tower: Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
Riches I heed not, nor mans empty praise, Thou mine Inheritance, now and always: Thou and Thou only, first in my heart, High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
High King of Heaven, my victory won, May I reach Heavens joys, O bright Heavens Sun! Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all. _________________ Christopher
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| 2011/4/7 2:52 | Profile | ginnyrose Member
Joined: 2004/7/7 Posts: 7534 Mississippi
| Re: Be Silent, Be Silent | | Here is a song whose music is a little different. It is soft and oh, so reverent. I love to play all four parts on my organ. The music enhances the words beautifully. ~ginnyrose
BE SILENT
Be silent, be silent, A whisper is heard, Be silent, and listen, O treasure each word!
Refrain
Tread softly, tread softly, The Master is here, Tread softly, tread softly, He bids us draw near.
Be silent, be silent, For holy this place, This altar that echoes The message of grace.
Refrain
Be silent, be silent, Breathe humbly our prayer, A foretaste of Eden This moment we share.
Refrain
Be silent, be silent, His mercy record, Be silent, be silent And wait on the Lord.
Refrain
WORDS: Fanny Crosby MUSIC: W. Howard Doane _________________ Sandra Miller
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| 2011/4/7 9:33 | Profile | savedtoserve Member
Joined: 2011/4/7 Posts: 255
| Re: God Calling Yet | | There's a hymn by Gerhard Tersteegen (it was translated) that is deeply profound, worth to be sung o'er and o'er.
The tune I have is different from the traditional one and seems more inspirational, too. But just read the words and see if in the end the voice of God has reached your heart, also.
God calling yet; shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumber lie?
God calling yet; shall I not rise? Can I His loving voice despise, And basely His kind care repay? He calls me still; can I delay?
God calling yet, and shall He knock, And I my heart the closer lock? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare His Spirit grieve?
Ah, yield Him all; in Him confide; Where but with Him doth peace abide? Break loose, let earthly bonds be riven, And let the spirit rise to heaven.
God calling yet; and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live? I wait, but He does not forsake; He calls me still: my heart, awake!
God calling yet; I cannot stay; My heart I yield without delay; Vain world, farewell! from thee I part; The voice of God has reached my heart.
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| 2011/4/7 10:51 | Profile | ccchhhrrriiisss Member
Joined: 2003/11/23 Posts: 4779
| Re: | | I NEED YOU MORE Words and Music by Bruce Haynes and Lindell Cooley
I need You more More than yesterday I need You Lord More than words can say I need You more Than ever before I need You Lord I need You Lord!
More than the air I breathe More than this song I sing More than the next heartbeat More than anything! And Lord, as time goes by I will be by Your side Because I never want to go back To my old life
Right here in Your presence Is where I belong This old, broken heart has finally found a home And I will never be alone!
I need You more More than yesterday I need You Lord More than words can say I need You more Than ever before I need You Lord I need You Lord!
_________________ Christopher
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| 2011/6/4 16:27 | Profile | ccchhhrrriiisss Member
Joined: 2003/11/23 Posts: 4779
| Re: | | PURIFY MY HEART Words and music by Jeff Nelson
Purify my heart. Touch me with your cleansing fire. Take me to the cross. Your holiness is my desire. Breathe new life in me. Kindle the love that flows from your thrown. Oh, Purify my heart! Purify my heart! _________________ Christopher
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| 2011/6/4 16:30 | Profile | ccchhhrrriiisss Member
Joined: 2003/11/23 Posts: 4779
| Re: | | *I particularly like the chorus of this song...
I WILL SEARCH FOR YOU Words and Music by Mike Motley
VERSE 1
When will I find the treasure of His love? When will I see the heavens above? When will I feel the breath of the Father? I will search for You, I will search for You!
VERSE 2
When will I touch the face of my Savior? When will we spend some time with each other? When will I hold the hand of my Jesus? I will search for You, I will search for You!
CHORUS
I want to spread my wings, and fly to You I want to lift my hands and run to You I want to open my eyes and see Your face I will search for You, I will search for You!
http://www.myspace.com/mcimotley _________________ Christopher
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| 2011/6/4 16:36 | Profile |
| Re: | | "O SACRED HEAD NOW WOUNDED"
O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, now scornfully surrounded with thorns, thine only crown: how pale thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish which once was bright as morn!
What thou, my Lord, has suffered was all for sinners' gain; mine, mine was the transgression, but thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! 'Tis I deserve thy place; look on me with thy favor, vouchsafe to me thy grace.
What language shall I borrow to thank thee, dearest friend, for this thy dying sorrow, thy pity without end? O make me thine forever; and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love for Thee.
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| 2011/6/9 20:52 | | StarofG0D Member
Joined: 2007/10/28 Posts: 1232 United States
| Re: I Want to be Broken (written by Maranatha Chapman) | |
Sometimes I have to remind myself that lifes not about me
Its not for my pleasure Lord but only for Yours
But as my legs get tired from standing and my faith starts to wane
I renew my mind that Ive been set apart and only whats of Christ will remain
I want to be broken
I want to be open
I want to be wide awake and ready for Your return
I want to be fervent
I want to be your servant
I want to be used up and ready for Your return
Our stay on earth is not very long
Were here today, gone tomorrow
So why do we let the distractions down here consume all our time?
Well I for one will not get cozy making all this my home
I will not keep quiet; I will shout aloud: My life is Jesus Christ alone!
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_________________ Michelle
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