There is none but You, O Lord, There is none but You; You alone are holy, Lord– Holy, right, and true. Let me boast in nothing, Lord, Nothing that I do; Let me boast in You, O Lord, Solely boast in You.
Jesus, joy of humble hearts! Fount of life! Light of men! From the best that earth imparts, We turn unfilled to You again. Firm, Your word has ever stood; You answered us, when we did call; To us, who sought You as our good– We found You as our all in all. We taste You, … More Jesus, Joy of Humble Hearts
You have doing, I have not; You have knowing, I have not; You have being, I have not; You are I AM, and I am not– How foolish, then, that I forgot! Forgive me, Lord; I have my spot. All doing, knowing, and being belongs to God–not just that He is the source of all … More Theism: Poem and Meditation
In faithfulness to Your ancient promise, Winter’s come, as You foretold. In might, You rain Your snow upon us; Who can stand before Your cold? But in goodness, Lord, You choose to dress The brown in wintry white, To tuck the world in seasoned rest At labor’s end, in year-end night. Though much that it … More Thankful for Winter: The Poem
“But after that the kindness and love of God our Savior toward man appeared, not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to His mercy He saved us…” –Titus 3:4-5 Suspended in space, unsupported by human hands of structures, the grace of God appeared–lowly, inconspicuous–a Baby. Like Naaman, we were offended. Surely … More Christmas: Only the Proud Refuse to Rejoice
When King David sinned and sorrowed, he prayed: “Make me hear joy and gladness, that the bones You have broken may rejoice” (Psalm 51:8). Bones–almost nothing deeper, the source of our very blood, and support of our entire body. When true conviction for sin comes, it crushes deep, dries up our life-energy, and removes all … More Broken Bones, Rejoice!
Long before the Boeing 747, there was the eagle– soaring to altitudes of 2,400 feet on a seven-foot wing span, capable of carrying close to its own twelve-pound body weight, suspended by over 1,250 feathers on each wing. At the foot of Mount Sinai, God told Israel, “You have seen what I did to the … More On Eagles' Wings