That I will still be writing on www.devoted2013.blogspot.com because the journey continues. ;)
Have not decided on this one yet.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Spirit Song (O Let the Son of God Enfold You)
O let the Son of God enfold you
With His Spirit and His love
Let Him fill your heart and satisfy your soul
O let Him have the things that hold you
And His Spirit like a dove
Will descend upon your life and make you whole
Jesus, O Jesus
Come and fill Your lambs
Jesus, O Jesus
Come and fill Your lambs
O come and sing this song with gladness
As your hearts are filled with joy
Lift your hands in sweet surrender to His name
O give Him all your tears and sadness
Give Him all your years of pain
And you'll enter into life in Jesus' name
© 1979 Mercy/Vineyard Publishing
With His Spirit and His love
Let Him fill your heart and satisfy your soul
O let Him have the things that hold you
And His Spirit like a dove
Will descend upon your life and make you whole
Jesus, O Jesus
Come and fill Your lambs
Jesus, O Jesus
Come and fill Your lambs
O come and sing this song with gladness
As your hearts are filled with joy
Lift your hands in sweet surrender to His name
O give Him all your tears and sadness
Give Him all your years of pain
And you'll enter into life in Jesus' name
© 1979 Mercy/Vineyard Publishing
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
9 October 2012
9 October 2012
I could have my heart silenced
Frozen, apathetic
Not to think,
Not to feel.
But I would suffer all
the more for it.
My heart, my heart
- For it would then
have to hold all
when it cannot.
So I bring my heart
filled, heavy,
laden,
and against my own
inclination,
I incline it and
pour out all of my heart
at Your feet.
You gaze
at my lowered head,
the spilled heart
and with Your hand,
You reach out
and right it,
then into my heart,
fill it
with the light of joy.
I could have my heart silenced
Frozen, apathetic
Not to think,
Not to feel.
But I would suffer all
the more for it.
My heart, my heart
- For it would then
have to hold all
when it cannot.
So I bring my heart
filled, heavy,
laden,
and against my own
inclination,
I incline it and
pour out all of my heart
at Your feet.
You gaze
at my lowered head,
the spilled heart
and with Your hand,
You reach out
and right it,
then into my heart,
fill it
with the light of joy.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Surrender
Your time, Lord,
for Your plans are perfect,
Your plans are made in love,
Your plans are good,
for You are good.
Because I know You love me.
for Your plans are perfect,
Your plans are made in love,
Your plans are good,
for You are good.
Because I know You love me.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Nothing in the House (Amy Carmichael)
Nothing in the House
Thy servant, Lord, hath nothing in the house,
Not even one small pot of common oil;
For he who never cometh but to spoil
Hath raided my poor house again, again,
That ruthless strong man armed, whom men call Pain.
I thought that I had courage in the house,
And patience to be quiet and endure,
And sometimes happy songs; now I am sure
Thy servant truly hath not anything,
And see, my song-bird hath a broken wing.
...............................................................................
My servant, I have come into the house-
I who know Pain's extremity so well
That there can never be the need to tell
His power to make the flesh and spirit quail:
Have I not felt the scourge, the thorn, the nail?
And I, his Conqueror, am in the house,
Let not your heart be troubled: do not fear:
Why shouldst thou, child of Mine, if I am here?
My touch will heal thy song-bird's broken wing,
And he shall have a braver song to sing.
Amy Carmichael
Thy servant, Lord, hath nothing in the house,
Not even one small pot of common oil;
For he who never cometh but to spoil
Hath raided my poor house again, again,
That ruthless strong man armed, whom men call Pain.
I thought that I had courage in the house,
And patience to be quiet and endure,
And sometimes happy songs; now I am sure
Thy servant truly hath not anything,
And see, my song-bird hath a broken wing.
...............................................................................
My servant, I have come into the house-
I who know Pain's extremity so well
That there can never be the need to tell
His power to make the flesh and spirit quail:
Have I not felt the scourge, the thorn, the nail?
And I, his Conqueror, am in the house,
Let not your heart be troubled: do not fear:
Why shouldst thou, child of Mine, if I am here?
My touch will heal thy song-bird's broken wing,
And he shall have a braver song to sing.
Amy Carmichael
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
尽
尽
(盡)
jìn
完毕:用尽。说不尽。取之不尽。
达到极端:尽头。山穷水尽。尽情。自尽(自杀)。
全部用出,竭力做到:尽心。尽力。尽瘁。尽职。尽忠。尽责。人尽其才。物尽其用。
都,全:尽然。尽是白的。尽收眼底。尽释前嫌。
(盡)
jìn
完毕:用尽。说不尽。取之不尽。
达到极端:尽头。山穷水尽。尽情。自尽(自杀)。
全部用出,竭力做到:尽心。尽力。尽瘁。尽职。尽忠。尽责。人尽其才。物尽其用。
都,全:尽然。尽是白的。尽收眼底。尽释前嫌。
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
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