Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise
Thou mine inheritance, now and always
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art
High King of heaven, my victory won
May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heav’n’s Sun
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all
Tag: song
Regeneration
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel’s veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.
E’er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be ’til I die.
And shall be ’til I die
And shall be ’til I die
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be ’til I die.
Night Songs
And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain
to receive power and riches
and wisdom and might and honour
and glory and blessing.
To Him who sits on the throne,
and to the Lamb,
be blessing
and honour
and glory
and dominion
forever and ever.
Amen.
VCR
You used to have all the answers
And you, you still have them too
And we, we live half in the daytime
And we, we live half at night
Watch things on vcrs
With me and talk about big love
I think we’re superstars
You say you think we are the best thing
And you, you just know
You just do
I wanna find myself by the sea
In another’s company
By the sea
I wanna go out to the pier
I’m gonna dive and have no fear
‘Cause you, you just know
You just do
Watch things on vcrs
With me and talk about big love
I think we’re superstars
You say you think we are the best thing
And you, you just know
You just do
(Note: this song is not written by me…!!)
Far Too Beautiful
Good morning, dear friends!! It’s a beautifully cold morning here in Houston and it’s about time for work to begin – but thought I’d pop on to the dusty world of livejournal and say hello. I’ve had an interesting few days(I’m terrible I know…no time to share the details!) and while it can at times be easy to moan and fret about the things that go not the way I’d prefer, I really can’t stomach the thought of complaining when I know the God I belong to. And on this morning that I’ve been constantly reminded of the rich and endless love that has been granted me, I leave you with these words from one of my favorite songs lately…
And heaven knows
I’m prone to leave
the only God
I should have loved,
and yet You’re far too beautiful to leave me.
Thus Always to Tyrants
Let me die, let me drown, lay my bones in the ground
I will still come around when the time for sleep is through
Over hill, over dale, through the valley and vale
Do not weep, do not wail, I am coming home to you
Every tomb, every sea, spit the bones from your teeth
Let the ransomed be free as the revel meets the day
Let the valleys awake, let them rattle and shake
In the wind that remakes all that time has worn away
To and fro, I will not follow
Where you go, I will not also
I will look for you as the sun rises higher
When the dry bones dance with the timbrel and lyre
There’s a wind alive in the valley
It will fill your lungs, if you’ll have it
Where I go, will you still follow?
Will you leave your shaded hollow?
Will you greet the daylight looming,
Learn to love without consuming?
(Disclaimer: Not written by me!! My new fav band, the Oh Hellos. I’m a bit obsessed with them just now. Just a bit. Happy Wednesday, dear friends.)
Symphony
So it’s a gorgeous Monday morning…rain pounding on the roof overhead and the sound of thunder fills the air. I thought I’d just post a quick few words before I start work, as I’ve had a pretty sweet morning thus far! Already talked to Dad, Mom and Laura as I drove to work…and was mightily encouraged by them! Then picked up my peppermint mocha at Starbucks(typical, I know) and then continued my drive to work. And as I drove down the highway, I loved seeing the dark storm clouds gather in the sky above as lightning flashed across the horizon…and all this with the gorgeous chords of the Star Trek(Into Darkness) soundtrack playing. That really is some great music, what can I say! Those thrilling and enlivening moments driving to work amidst the storm…a lovely gift to me given by God Himself.
And speaking of music, the following words also came to mind from that classic old song…so let me close with this:
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the world Thy hand hath made,
I see the stars,
I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul!
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!
Arrow
Not what my hands have done can save my guilty soul;
Not what my toiling flesh has borne can make my spirit whole.
Not what I feel or do can give me peace with God;
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears can bear my awful load.
Your voice alone, O Lord, can speak to me of grace;
Your power alone, O Son of God, can all my sin erase.
No other work but Yours, no other blood will do;
No strength but that which is divine can bear me safely through.
Thy work alone, O Christ, can ease this weight of sin;
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, can give me peace within.
Thy love to me, O God, not mine, O Lord, to Thee,
Can rid me of this dark unrest, and set my spirit free.
I bless the Christ of God; I rest on love divine;
And with unfaltering lip and heart I call this Saviour mine.
His cross dispels each doubt; I bury in His tomb
Each thought of unbelief and fear, each lingering shade of gloom.
I praise the God of grace; I trust His truth and might;
He calls me His, I call Him mine, My God, my joy and light.
‘Tis He who saveth me, and freely pardon gives;
I love because He loveth me, I live because He lives.
Raindrops
My Friday mocha in hand, relaxing these few minutes before work starts and enjoying this day that the Lord has made!
The wind swirls.
Upward reaches that ever greener crown,
Tears of joy and life softly dripping down,
as that lone magnificent sky wanderer
loops a sweeter song
and lo the scent of good pure earth
burns so sweetly strong.
The wind joins in the chorus,
the peonies, blushing,
join their tongues
and rushing tears of heaven
add their voice.
Praise Him, ye heavens
Praise Him, ye earth
Praise Him, ye trees and birds and flowers bright
with all your laughing mirth.
Praise Him, ye stars above and seas below
Praise Him, ye glorious men and maidens,
Praise Him, our God and King and Christ!
Praise Him, the Lord of all!
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Praise Him, all the earth!
Praise Him who created,
Him who made us,
Jehovah is His Name.
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Praise Him, all the earth!
Tears Unbidden
The earth belongs unto the Lord,
and all that it contains;
the world that is inhabited,
and all that there remains.
For the foundations thereof
he on the seas did lay,
and he hath it established
upon the floods to stay.
Who is the man that shall ascend
into the hill of God?
Or who within his holy place
shall have a firm abode?
Whose hands are clean, whose
heart is pure
and unto vanity
who hath not lifted up his soul,
nor sworn deceitfully.
He from th’Eternal shall receive
the blessing him upon,
and righteousness, ev’n from the
God
of his salvation.
This is the generation
that after him enquire,
O Jacob, who do seek thy face
with their whole heart’s desire.
Ye gates, lift up your heads on high
ye doors that last for aye,
be lifted up that so the King
of glory enter may.
But who of glory is the King?
The mighty Lord is this;
Ev’n that same Lord, that great in
might
and strong in battle is.
Ye gates, lift up your heads; ye
doors,
doors that do last for aye,
be lifted up, that so the King
of glory enter may.
But who is he that is the King
of glory? Who is this?
The Lord of hosts, and none but he,
the King of glory is.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Amen! Amen!
Amen!
