Daily Christian thoughts music, poems based around God
Category: Love
In you my God, so true and tender
I know my life is but to serve,
Within your light of glorious splendor
The path is lit and well preserved
Within your love is safe abiding
Far away from every tear
Sacred words gently entreating
Lest I forget that you are here
You banish every self made sorrow
Every anxious thought and care
Your message rises up before me
Now I see it everywhere
A Christian’s heart is like a flower
Where there is always room
For every lovely seed from God
Comes to perfect bloom
A Christian’s heart is like a Church
A room of peace and Love
Where Angels make their presence felt
With ideas from above
A Christian’s heart is like a fort
Of mighty rugged stone
Where sayings kept of our dear Lord
Rest upon its throne
A Christian’s heart is like a star
Reflecting light from God
Shining brightly in the night
On pathways deeply trod
A Christian’s heart is broken still
So God can build anew
A pathway closer to himself
Of purity and truth
A Christian’s Heart beats larger
When love is given free
Without condition or distrust
Our Hearts light up with glee
Deep within our mortal minds
We hear her gentle stream
Battles fought ravished by time
Starry nights and sun-filled days
Upon her granite poised
Where Prophets prayed upon her banks
O´er shadowed now with noise.
Yet peace she brings with every stone
Where faltering birds do nest
And otters with their children come
To take their peace and rest.
In her divine appointed flow
Good leaves no saddened thoughts
For change is named upon her brow
With no heightened sense of loss.
And by her banks sweet angels flow
Attending to their wards
While we wait, there comes sad moods
With only darker thoughts.
Yet sweet repose and Love are here
For all who hear her song
Far away from bills to pay
And every sense of wrong.
Her gentle flowing higher streams
Do guide us in our thoughts
to a peaceful place of mind
flowing o´er the darker rocks.
Tis good for us to stop and hear
Her gentle peaceful flow
While Angels pass with quieter thoughts
Allowing us to grow.
Once a hub of Irish People
Bustling, working on the Clyde
Building ships in ageing dockyards
Lost within long ravished times
And came the gentle touch of Father
With His voice so calm and still
“Trust always the Love of My Son”
“Look always to do his will”.
Powered by Love for food and shelter
To feed displaced families
Faithful tribes of Irish workers
He called to trust with dignity
Deep within the calming waters
Comes new light which shines on man
Of a deeper profound calling
To keep the Faith and take a stand
Now with waters largely silent
Contemplation draws us near
entreating all the generations
To keep our Faith and hold it dear
Blessed Father ever hear us
Protect us just like those gone by
And like our fathers with their calling
Let us ne’er our faith deny.
The Saviour’s Love is all embracing,
Give our thoughts to Him above,
His Angels come to lift us higher,
To the Throne of Grace and Love
Gently resting on those feathers,
In the warmth of their embrace,
Rising up our minds from shadows,
To a place of ever Faith.
Like a swan who treads the river,
With her babes not far behind,
A group of Angels soaring upwards,
To raise the thoughts of all mankind.
Yet still within the bliss we protest,
Mistaking pain for downward flight,
Still each thorn it sends us soaring,
Like a child with upward kite
O blessed Angels pointing skyward
Are Life’s tests which come from thee,
Taking us forever higher,
Rising upward by decree.
Without the pain we cannot reach him,
However long? We cannot say,
Long slender fingers promise heaven,
But first our sins must die away.
White robed figures swirl around us,
E’er mistaken for a curse
Rising upward nearing Heaven,
Always better never worse.
When you feel that Life is scourging
Rejoice an Angel does draw near,
Surrender to the journey upwards,
Old beliefs will die with tears.
O loving Father walk with me
Across thy mountain way
Through the trees and thorny paths
From dawn to dusk each day
Help me heal my stubborn pride
Let my mind be still
Bind my own self righteousness
And let me do Thy will
When I err from Thy sweet path
The night comes dark and cold
Hold me in Thy mantle close
And Lead me to Thy fold
And when the storms and mists come down
With all their promised dreams
Keep me on the rugged road
However fair they seem
Teach me to love Thy footpath long
And those I chance to see
Let me follow and rejoice
And greet each one with glee.
J.McTaggert
Tools of encouragement, faithfulness, love, compassion, mercy, grace and kindness
whether we use them this week or not, well that is completely up to us.
19-21 I’ll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness,
the taste of ashes, the poison I’ve swallowed.
I remember it all—oh, how well I remember—
the feeling of hitting the bottom.
But there’s one other thing I remember,
and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
22-24 God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out,
his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
They’re created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over).
He’s all I’ve got left.
25-27 God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits,
to the woman who diligently seeks.
It’s a good thing to quietly hope,
quietly hope for help from God.
It’s a good thing when you’re young
to stick it out through the hard times.
28-30 When life is heavy and hard to take,
go off by yourself. Enter the silence.
Bow in prayer. Don’t ask questions:
Wait for hope to appear.
Don’t run from trouble. Take it full-face.
The “worst” is never the worst.
31-33 Why? Because the Master won’t ever
walk out and fail to return.
If he works severely, he also works tenderly.
His stockpiles of loyal love are immense.
He takes no pleasure in making life hard,
in throwing roadblocks in the way:
34-36 Stomping down hard
on luckless prisoners,
Refusing justice to victims
in the court of High God,
Tampering with evidence—
the Master does not approve of such things.
Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father
There is no shadow of turning with Thee
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not
As Thou hast been, Thou forever will be
Great is Thy faithfulness
Great is Thy faithfulness
Morning by morning new mercies I see
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me
Summer and winter and springtime and harvest
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love
Great is Thy faithfulness
Great is Thy faithfulness
Morning by morning new mercies I see
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me
Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside
2 I urge, then, first of all, that petitions, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for all people – 2 for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. 3 This is good, and pleases God our Saviour, 4 who wants all people to be saved and to come to a knowledge of the truth. 5 For there is one God and one mediator between God and mankind, the man Christ Jesus, 6 who gave himself as a ransom for all people. This has now been witnessed to at the proper time. 7 And for this purpose I was appointed a herald and an apostle – I am telling the truth, I am not lying – and a true and faithful teacher of the Gentiles.
8 Therefore I want the men everywhere to pray, lifting up holy hands without anger or disputing. 9 I also want the women to dress modestly, with decency and propriety, adorning themselves, not with elaborate hairstyles or gold or pearls or expensive clothes, 10 but with good deeds, appropriate for women who profess to worship God.
11 A woman[a] should learn in quietness and full submission. 12 I do not permit a woman to teach or to assume authority over a man;[b] she must be quiet. 13 For Adam was formed first, then Eve. 14 And Adam was not the one deceived; it was the woman who was deceived and became a sinner. 15 But women[c] will be saved through childbearing – if they continue in faith, love and holiness with propriety.
If you are unfamiliar with the hymn or tune it’s a hymn of repentance and a hymn used to forgive sins
1 Saviour, hear me while before thy feet
I the record of my sins repeat.
Stained with guilt, myself abhorring,
Filled with grief, my soul outpouring;
Canst thou still in mercy think of me,
Stoop to set my shackled spirit free,
Raise my sinking heart and bid me be
Thy child once more?
Refrain:
Grace there is my every debt to pay,
Blood to wash my every sin away,
Power to keep me spotless day by day,
For me, for me!
2 All the memories of deeds gone by
Rise within me and thy power defy;
With a deathly chill ensnaring,
They would leave my soul despairing.
Saviour, take my hand, I cannot tell
How to stem the tides that round me swell,
How to ease my conscience, or to quell
My flaming heart.
3 Yet why should I fear? Hast thou not died
That no seeking soul should be denied?
To that heart, its sins confessing,
Canst thou fail to give a blessing?
By the love and pity thou hast shown,
By the blood that did for me atone,
Boldly will I kneel before thy throne,
A pleading soul.
4 All the rivers of thy grace I claim,
Over every promise write my name.
As I am I come, believing,
As thou art thou dost, receiving,
Bid me rise a free and pardoned slave,
Master o’er my sin, the world, the grave,
Charging me to preach thy power to save
To sin bound souls.
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