Mar. 11, 2022

As we look all around us, we see all of the fields are white
They're ripened unto harvest, yet so quickly comes the night!
Christians you must get busy, oh there is so much work to do!
Here's an urgent task awaiting you!

… Souls are crying, men are dying, won't you lead them to the cross!
Go and find them, oh please help, please help to win them!
Win the lost at any cost!

Christ our loving Shepherd, Went out from the fold
Seeking for the stray lamb, That was lost in darkened cold
Tender hands of kindness, Raised Him from the ground
Now the little lost one had been found
Verse 3
Check your fold my Christian, Are the children in
Are there yet some straying, Lost in blackened fields of sin
You must go and reach them, Go without delay
Soon the shades of night, Will end the day

Go out and win, rescue from sin
Days almost done, and the battle's almost won!
Souls are crying, there are men out there dying!
Win the lost at any cost

Check your folds my christian brothers, and see if all of your children are in
Are there yet some strayed, lost, out in blackened fields of sin!
You must go out and reach them, go quickly without delay!
Soon the trump of god will close the game

Leon H Ellis 1929, sung by John Starnes
Mar. 11, 2022

"We as women should embrace our feminity and cease striving to be like men "

Aug. 14, 2021

Savior, Thy dying love
Thou gavest me,
Nor should I aught withhold,
Dear Lord, from Thee;
In love my soul would bow,
My heart fulfill its vow,
Some off’ring bring Thee now,
Something for Thee.O’er the blest mercy seat,
Pleading for me,
My feeble faith looks up,
Jesus, to Thee:
Help me the cross to bear,
Thy wondrous love declare,
Some song to raise, or prayer,
Something for Thee.Give me a faithful heart—
Likeness to Thee,
That each departing day
Henceforth may see
Some work of love begun,
Some deed of kindness done,
Some wand’rer sought and won,
Something for Thee.All that I am and have—
Thy gifts so free—
In joy, in grief, through life,
O Lord, for Thee!
And when Thy face I see,
My ransomed soul shall be
Through all eternity,
Something for Thee

Sylvanus D Phelps 1862
Apr. 25, 2021

Snowy magnolias

Jan. 28, 2021

Soon this life will all be over
And our pilgrimage will end,
Soon we’ll take our heav’nly journey,
Be at home again with friends;
Heaven’s gates are standing open,
Waiting for our entrance there,
Some sweet day we’re going over,
All the beauties there to share.

Just a little while to stay here,
Just a little while to wait;
Just a little while to labor
In the path that’s always straight;
Just a little more of troubles
In this low and sinful state,
Then we’ll enter heaven’s portals,
Sweeping thro’ the pearly gates.

2 Soon we’ll see the light of morning,
Then the new day will begin,
Soon we’ll hear the Father calling,
“Come, my children enter in;”
Then we’ll hear a choir of angels,
Singing out the vict’ry song,
All our troubles will be ended
And we’ll live with heaven’s throng. [Refrain]

3 Soon we’ll meet again our loved ones
And we’ll take them by the hand,
Soon we’ll press them to our bosom
Over in the promised land;
Then we’ll be at home forever,
Thro’out all eternity,
What a blessed, blessed morning
That eternal morn will be! [Refrain]

EM Barnet