| A Blessing | I’ll send you a blessing, with Heaven in view. There won’t be a thing required of you. |
| A Song In My Heart | There’s a new song in my heart, each day, A brand new song that starts with dawn ~ When we step upon the way. |
| All They Need Is Help | Fields are white. Gleaners are few. Will Jesus’ helper be you? |
| Amazing Love | There are hideous crimes committed, Every hour of every day, Things we’d rather not hear about. But, the newsman has his way. |
| As I Live Saith The Lord | There’s a story, I read in the Bible, Of a man who was living in sin. Our dear old Paul had the answer, "Go there and deal with that man! |
| Baptism | On a battlefield, deep in the sand, I lay my body down When face to face with life and death, A Savior I have found! |
| Be True | "You can’t fix everything!" ~ Oh, yes, I know. But, I am called to bear more than my woes; Sometimes a prayer ~ sometimes a deed, For someone who is in such need. So, help me, Father, when I’m feeling low. |
| Beautiful Spirit of God | Come, holy and beautiful Spirit of God. Let blessings fall on Your children. Occupy all of our being, nor hide Any thing You are doing. |
| Climax of History | There was a night when stars were bright And angels came to earth, Announcement sent by God’s consent; A manger for His birth. |
| Come Unto Him | A day is coming, and you may be sure, When things not eternal will cease to endure. All will be new (pure, clean and blest), Good separated from all of the rest. |
| David | Little David, shepherd boy, Sleeping there beneath the stars - You may not know it, yet, but God Knows the wonder that you are! |
| Don’t Pity Me | "Don’t pity me!" someone fairly shouts and I just wonder, "What’s wrong with pity?" Then, the old familiar words seep out of my mind: |
| Christmas | C - is for the Christ Child and the child in all of us. H - is for the Heart of God, in Whom we place our trust. |
| Easter | Easter came to Martha And Mary Magdalene When they came, that first morning, Upon the garden scene. |
| Eternal Love | Jesus, my Lord! Oh, what a Savior! He took my guilt and shame away. He left His home in Heaven, above, To bring me God’s great love. He lived and died for me That I might be free. |
| For The Love Of A Friend | I said, to the Lord, "Can I be a friend And will the price be high?" He did not answer, but looked intent - With the hint of a tear in His eye. |
| For This We Give Thee Thanks | For hands that reach and touch our own, For baby’s laughter in our home, For shoulders that in grief are loaned, Dear Lord, we give You thanks. |
| Games People Play | Pain that cuts without incision, Tears that fall from depths within; Blows that make a strong heart stagger ~ Brought about by just a whim. |
| Gethsemane | It’s so dark here, in the Garden. But, I’ve always found You here. Yes, when all My strength was ebbing, You would suddenly appear. |
| Gideon | He thought he was a farmer. But, then, the angel came. He called him "Mighty Warrior". Why, he knew Gideon’s name! |
| Grace and Glory | We thought there should be a photo, at least. So, we pleaded ... with broken hearts, too. Just one shot of the twins, with Mother, Who was worn from the labor, we knew. |
| Greetings | I slip into my category. I notice you’re there, too. So, maybe we are cousins Or siblings - could be true. |
| I Am Not Alone | I am not alone, for He is with me And His Holy Spirit fills the air. Though I’m weak, His strength is all consuming; Greater far than anything I bear. |
| I Cannot Forget You | I cannot forget you. You are a part of Me. I will always be with you, Right where I want to be. |
| I Give Thee Thanks | For all the blazing sunsets of this year. For all those precious children, Oh, so dear. For small and insignificant things And for the songs that my heart sings, I give Thee thanks. I give Thee thanks ... |
| I Have A Rendezvous | I have a rendezvous with God, A magnet, within my heart, That pulls me ever to Him when I fear we’re drifting apart. |
| I’ll Pray For You | Of course, I’ll say a prayer for you ~ A blessing for us both; For me, another touch with God ... For you, to wake a hope. |
| Idle Words | To be condemned and sentenced By someone that you adore, To, suddenly, find your efforts were Received and used with scorn ... |
| I’m Going To Heaven | If I can, I’m going to Heaven. Though, I cannot chart the course And I care not if by death’s door Or by fiery chariot horse. |
| Inept | I had no pulpit or platform, No stage and couldn’t perform. But, I had words the Lord gave me And they were mine to hoard. |
| It Is Appointed | When my time comes And I know I’ve locked horns With a beast that would take my life, I’ll bow, on my knees, to my Father, above. I’ll know it will come out right. |
| It’s Almost Time | It’s almost time! Just hold your eyes Upon that gorgeous cloud. Could that be Him? Oh, let me see! The trumpet will blow loud! |
| Joseph | Joseph loved the colours Of the coat his father bought. He didn’t understand his dreams Like he thought he ought. |
| Keeper Of The Spring | I found the living water, so soothing and so pure. It gave me all the strength I needed to endure. And as my eyes beheld the crystal stream, so clear and bright, I wondered at the source of my delight. |
| Lessons So Dear | The past’s mistakes have I marked well And put them down, for future help. Tomorrow’s promise may not be Just as today, it seems to me. |
| Lord, I Believe | I ask the same searching questions My grandmother asked, long ago. The same God Who comforted her fears Will comfort mine, too, I know. |
| Love Walks In | Along Life’s road, We walk with Hope And Faith, and Love tucked Tightly in our hearts. |
| Moses | Who put that baby in the river? Who watched him, there, in love? Who drew him from the water? (Who was watching from above?) |
| My Story | How easily my head was turned! How quickly I believed! How readily I played the game And my great sin received! |
| My Way | I follow the footprints of Jesus, So plain in the valley below. When I, o’er the way, would falter, They show me the way to go. |
| Never Alone | Never alone, in the sunshine or shadow; Never alone, in the Spring time or fall. With Jesus, the wonderful all present Savior, I’m never, no never, alone at all. |
| Noah | How’d you get all those hens, Birds and cats, and goats back then? How’d they come to just that place? Did some of them have to race? |
| One Day | Some day, I’ll meet the Maker of the sunset’s glow. He’ll show me how the colours mixed just so. He’ll show me, too, the way the rainbow curves And help me make my own (if I’ve the nerve). |
| Our Father’s Empathy | Too wise to make an error, Too just to do a wrong; When darkness, here, surrounds me Then, I list for Heaven’s song. |
| A Pound Of Spikenard | It started with the tears; Like something, some One, had hold of me Stronger than any Force I’d ever felt, Yet, strangely gentle. I knew they were having supper in an upstairs room. |
| Prayer | What an awesome thought, That we can speak to God, Whether high or low, Wherever we may go ... |
| Prayers | Sometimes before we call, He gives the answer. Sometimes, upon our pillows, We must plead. |
| Prince Of Peace | I know You’ll break the eastern sky And light the darkest night. I know Your dead will rise up first. Your shout will call them into flight. |
| Rapture | Lord of Glory, sound the call! Send the Prince of Peace! We’ve watched the eastern sky so long, We’re ready for that feast! |
| Sentence Prayers | I read it in Isaiah ~ That my name is in His hand; Engraved there and indelible, Always with Him in that land. |
| Show Me Jesus | Show me Jesus and my worship Will come flowing, true and free. Let me see His loving image. I will gladly bend my knee! |
| So Blest | So blest! So blest!
With scarlet sunset in the skies - Birds that sing on wing so high, The fragrance of the flowers, sweet; And precious people that we meet. |
| Song Of Hope | On the shoreline of Eternity, There, by the Crystal Sea; Hope waits, arrayed in brilliance, Always beckoning to me. |
| Sunday School | Little ones and Sunday School Seem to go together. I’m so glad for those who come, Heedless of the weather |
| Thank You | I’d like to send a ‘Thank You’, Lord, For all the friends You send; The ones that keep on reading every Word You give to lend. |
| The End | So we come, now, to the end And the double line is drawn; Finality, with only precious Clay to look upon .. |
| The Peacemaker | I really don’t need to apologize. I meant my friend no harm. He just misunderstood me. There’s no need for alarm. |
| There Are Those | There are those ... Who have encouraged me Through the pages of a book, And others, with compassionate eyes, Portrayed in just a look. |
| Trust | Simply trusting in His Word, Whether in the flood or fire, More and more (have you not heard? Will stoke up Heavenly desire. |
| Two Planks Of Wood | It’s just a couple planks of wood, Some nails, and thorns; a sign. It could never build much of anything. But, it built a bridge Divine. |
| Voice Of The Blood | Why this blood upon the ground? What has happened here? Why the flurry, lanterns, torches; Men who run away in fear? |
| Waiting In The Hall | Everyone’s talking to someone, dear Lord. But, I will just talk to You. Even Your presence is soothing and calm. It’s such a nice thing to do. |
| What Kind Of God | What kind of God is it who catches your tears, Paints the sky every evening; reminding? What kind of God would number your hairs And formulate silver linings? |
| When I Came Home | When I came home, He did not say, "Oh, child, you’ve hurt Me so! I searched through every brier patch, I hunted high and low .. |
| Who Taught Them | Who taught these demons to scream and divert? Who taught them their ways, ever cunning? The Master I serve has no use for them. The power of His Blood sets them running! |
| Wild Seas | The waters of the Lord are deep And, when the gales begin, I snuggle deeper, deeper, Until I’m lost in Him. |
| Why I write | I write for broken people, To show them Someone cares, |
| I don’t count it | I don’t count it time that’s wasted When I teach the pat-a-cake, Nor the time we point the stars out 'Til they know the paths they take. |
| I’d rather be | I’d rather be the one who gets along, Who steps in time and doesn’t miss a song. I’d rather live with mercy, love, and grace; And always bring a smile to some sad face. |
| In patience He waits | What an awesome thought That we can speak to God! Whether high or low, wherever We may go; the mighty king ... |
| Very special hours | The stars shone down so softly as You slept upon my breast; The hay, within the manger, made A clean, sweet smelling, nest. |
| Imagine | Imagine the battle going on all around And we have found an indention in the ground. |