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the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on. (Julia Ward Howe)
Lord,
all our success is because of what you have done. (Isaiah)
What a beautiful thought I am thinking concerning a great speckled bird.
Remember her name is recorded on the pages of God's holy Word.
With all the other birds flocking 'round her, she is so despised by the
flock.
A great speckled bird in the Bible representing the great
Is starting to lower her standards, they watch every move she makes.
They long to find fault with her teaching, but they really find no mistake.
I am glad I have learned of her meekness, I am proud my name is in her book,
For I want to be one ever caring, a face of my savior's true love.
When He comes from heaven on the clouds that He rides in His Word,
I'll be joyfully carried to meet Him on the wings of that great speckled
bird. (Roy Acuff)
The
end of
Goodness
and fairness will give him strength. (Isaiah)
By
all the means you can
In
all the ways you can
In
all the places you can
To
all the people you can
As
long as you can
(John
Wesley)
June Carter’s death
took Johnny’s last spark, the last bit of his heart. In the eyes of June Carter, there were two
kinds of people in the world: those she
knew and loved, and those she didn’t know and loved. She looked for the best in everyone; it was a
way of life for her. If you pointed out
that a particular person was perhaps not totally deserving of her love, she
would say, “well, honey, we just have to life him up.” She was forever lifting people up. It took me a long time to understand that
what she did when lifted you up was to mirror the very best parts of you back
to yourself. She was like a spiritual
detective: she saw into all your dark
corners and deep recesses, saw your potential and your possible future, and the
gifts you didn’t even know you possessed, and she lifted them up for you to
see. She did it for all of us, daily,
continuously. (Rosanne Cash)
Earth
has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
The Opportunity is Today
Our work is solemn
Therefore we dare not trifle
Our task is difficult
Therefore we dare not relax
Our opportunities are brief
Therefore we dare not delay
Out path is narrow
Therefore we dare not wander
But our prize will be glorious
Therefore we dare not faint
Just A Closer Walk With Thee
I
am weak, but Thou art strong;
Jesus,
keep me from all wrong;
I'll
be satisfied as long
As
I walk, let me walk close to Thee.
Just
a closer walk with Thee,
Grant
it, Jesus, is my plea,
Daily
walking close to Thee,
Let
it be, dear Lord, let it be.
Through
this world of toil and snares,
If
I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who
with me my burden shares?
None
but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.
When
my feeble life is o'er,
Time
for me will be no more;
Guide
me gently, safely o'er
To
Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.
Grant
it, Jesus, is my plea,
Daily
walking close to Thee,
Let
it be, dear Lord, let it be.
Tu Has Venido a La Orilla
Tu has venido a la orilla
No has buscado ni a sabios ni a ricos
Tan solo quieres que yo te siga
Tu sabes bien lo que tengo
En mi barca no hay oro no espadas
Tan solo redes y mi trabajo
Tu necesitas mis manos
Mi cansancio que a otros descanse
Amor que quiera sequir amando
Tu Pescador de otros mares
Ansia eterna de almas que esperan
Amigo bueno que asi me llamas
Senor, me has rado a los ojos
Sonriendo, has dicho mi nombre
En la rena he dejado mi barca
Junto a ti buscare otro mar
You
Have Come Down to the Lake Shore
You have come down to the lake shore
Seeking neither the wise or the wealthy
But only asking for me to follow
You know
full well what I have, Lord
Neither treasure nor weapons of conquest,
Just these fish nets and will for working
You need
my hands, my exhaustion
Working love for the rest of the weary
A love that's willing to go on loving
You who
have fished other waters
You the longing of souls that are yearning
O loving Friend, you have come to call me
Sweet
Lord, you have looked into my eyes
Kindly smiling, you've called out my name
On the sand I have abandoned my small boat
Now with you, I will seek other seas
(Cesareo Gabarain)
Happy
trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin’ until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we’re together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Some trails are happy while others are blue,
It’s the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here’s a happy one for you.
Happy trails until we meet again. (Dale Evans Rogers)