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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Our Mission

 Hark the voice of Jesus crying,-
"Who will go and work today?
field are white and harvest waiting!
who will bear the sheaves away?"
Loud and strong the master calleth,
Rich reward he offers thee;
Who will answer gladly saying,
"here am I; send me, send me!"

If you cannot cross the ocean,
And the heathen lands explore;
you can find the heathen nearer,
you can help them at your door.
If you cannot give your thousands,
you can give the Widows mite;
And the least you do for Jesus,
will be precious in His sight.

If you cannot speak like angels;
if you cannot preach like Paul;
you can tell the love of Jesus 
You can say He died for all.
If you cannot rouse the wicked
With the judgment's dread alarm,
you can lead the little children
To the Saviour's waiting arms.

If you cannot be the watchman
Standing high on Zion's wall,
Pointing out the path to heaven,
Offering peace and life to all;
With your prayers and with your bounties
You can do what heaven demands;
you can be like faithful Aaron,
Holding up the prophet's hands.

If among the older people,
you may not be apt to teach;
"Feed my lambs," said Christ, our Shepherd,
"Place the food within their reach,"
And it may be that the children 
You have lead with trembling hand,
Will be found among your jewels
When you reach the better land.

let none hear you idly saying,
"There is nothing I can do,"
While the souls of men are dying,
And the Master calls for you.
take the task He gives you gladly;
let the His work your pleasure be;
Answer quickly when He calleth,
"Hear am I; send me, send me!"
Daniel March, D.D.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Lord Help me to Work!

The wind blows hard, I care not-
My soul is sweetly calm
Christ my Savior is my rock
He holds me in His palm.
Though the world may fall apart
Christ’s love will never fail
He proved that when to the Cross
My sinful deeds He nailed.
Jesus was willing to die,
How can I do any less?
So many have never heard
How can I calmly rest?
Dear Jesus please take me today
And teach my hands to work
May your holy name be praised!
May I not shrink nor shirk!

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Let Us Run The Race Before Us-

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud
of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight,
 and sin which clings so closely, 
and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, 
looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter
of our faith, who for the joy that was set 
before him endured the cross, 
despising the shame, and is seated at the 
right hand of the throne of God.
Consider him who endured from sinners such
hostility against himself,
so that you may not grow weary or fainthearted."
-Hebrews 12:1-3