With joy the chorus we’ll repeat
‘Glory to God on high!
Good-will and peace are now complete —
Jesus was born to die.’
—A. Campbell’s hymnal, Psalm 5
I’ve used similar phrasing as the last line in the above stanza. What a wonderful truth it is, even though it sounds shocking.
by Mary D. James
All for Jesus, all for Jesus!
All my being’s ransomed powers:
All my thoughts and words and doings,
All my days and all my hours.
Let my hands perform His bidding,
Let my feet run in His ways;
Let my eyes see Jesus only,
Let my lips speak forth His praise.
Worldlings prize their gems of beauty,
Cling to gilded toys of dust,
Boast of wealth and fame and pleasure;
Only Jesus will I trust.
Since my eyes were fixed on Jesus,
I’ve lost sight of all beside;
So enchained my spirit’s vision,
Looking at the Crucified.
Oh, what wonder! how amazing!
Jesus, glorious King of kings,
Deigns to call me His belovèd,
Lets me rest beneath His wings.
By Frances Brook
My goal is God Himself, not joy, nor peace,
Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God;
’Tis His to lead me there—not mine, but His—
At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.
So faith bounds forward to its goal in God,
And love can trust her Lord to lead her there;
Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard
Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.
No matter if the way be sometimes dark,
No matter though the cost be oft-times great,
He knoweth how I best shall reach the mark,
The way that leads to Him must needs be strait.
One thing I know, I cannot say Him nay;
One thing I do, I press towards my Lord;
My God my glory here, from day to day,
And in the glory there my great Reward.
By Tillit S. Teddlie, a song lyric I was not familiar with:
Hear me when I call, O God of righteousness;
Unto Thee I come in weakness and distress;
Hold my trembling hand, let helpless I should fall,
O hear me, Lord, hear me, O hear me when I call.
From Ruby Ramsey’s Daily Dose of God’s Word.