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My life was like a lump of clay upon the Potter’s wheel— No skill had I to shape myself, nor power to fight His will. I knew His plan was for my good; I knew His hands were skilled; I knew He promised joy and peace, so I resolved to yield. But when the Potter’s hands began to poke, and rub, and press, To twist my form and change my shape, I cried out in distress, “Why must Your hands inflict such pain? Would love deal thus with me? I thought the hands I yielded to would kind and gentle... Read more
His heart was young, and he was free! He went where he desired! He did whate’er he pleased, and was by all his friends admired! He ran about without a thought, without a single care, Exploring all life had to give, and taking what was there. One day as he was running free, with nothing on his mind, He ran headlong right off a cliff and left the ground behind! He had no clue the cliff was there— it dropped away so fast— And not a soul had built a fence along the way he’d... Read more
The darkness hung so thick and black, I scarcely could believe— My very hand before my face, my eyes could not perceive! I groped and found a candle that was lying by the way. I struck a match and lit it, and the darkness fled away! ‘Twas such a little candle to dispel such heavy gloom! And yet, its tiny flame sent forth its rays throughout the room! And as I watched it burn, a simple prayer arose within: Lord, let me be a candle in a world that’s dark with sin! Oh, may my... Read more
Just a crumb from Jesus’ table—just a crumb’s enough for me. If a crumb makes such a sumptuous feast, what must the table be! Just a glimpse of Jesus’ glory—just a glimpse is all I see. If a glimpse so overwhelms my soul, how great His majesty! Just a drop of His compassion—just a drop I comprehend. It will take eternity to know His love that has no end! Just a fraction of His fullness—just a fraction I behold. Yet my joy is overflowing! Oh! What... Read more
Just when the ground is driest . . . Comes a full and plenteous rain, Made of many tiny droplets Which revive the earth again. Just when the night is darkest . . . Comes the turning of the sun, And the morning breaks in beauty, Built of rays sent one by one. Just when our faith is smallest . . . Comes a token of God’s care, Adding one more precious memory To confirm that He is there. Just when our hearts are weary . . . Comes a view of things not seen— Just a glimpse of things... Read more
It seems at first a hopeless cry, ascending from a soul in deep despair— Yet, ‘tis an act of faith, from one who knows that only God can reach him there! When rising from the end of self and bringing with it nothing but its need, It is a cry that God, in love, by His own Word obliged Himself to heed. O soul, when earnestly, with humble heart, these desperate words you say, Then know the answer to your need is only just a still, small voice away! For God will surely speak a word, the... Read more