The lyrics to this song are powerful, reminding us during this special season that Jesus was not just a baby in a manger, but also our mighty Savior and King, born to be our sacrifice. Merry Christmas to all!
Hark the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With the angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Hark the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King.
Christ, by highest heaven adored;
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the Virgin's womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
Hail the incarnate Deity,
Pleased as man with man to dwell;
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark the herald angels sing
Glory to the King of Kings.
Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace.
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings,
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark the herald angels sing
Glory to the King of Kings.
Come, Desire of nations come,
Fix in us Thy humble home;
Rise, the Woman's conquering Seed,
Bruise in us the Serpent's head.
Adam's likeness now efface:
Stamp Thine image in its place;
Second Adam, from above,
Reinstate us in thy love.
Hark the herald angels sing
Glory to the King of Kings.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Adventures In Crazyland
Yet another crazy event in my life… Today at church, the heater wasn’t working. At all. It was so cold in the sanctuary; we could all see our breath. Boy did I pick a good day to wear short sleeves and no sweater! Our class had Sunday school in the nursery. Then, would you believe it; the fellowship hall was pretty warm, so normally we would have just had service in there, but on this particular day, we had a guest family in, and they were the ones who first established the missionary program a long time ago, and they hadn’t been here since and such, so of course we had to have service in the sanctuary for old-time’s sake and what-not. During the beginning of the service, I tried to cover myself up with my baby brother’s blanket, while keeping him covered too, but that didn’t work. (Then he was fussing, so I had to give him back to my mom, anyway.) S-s-so c-c-cold! The ironic thing is that our guest family were missionaries to Alaska!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Comfort In Sadness
When your heart is broken, and you’re all alone, isn’t it great to know that there is Someone who always loves us? When you’re going through the biggest trial you’ve ever been through, isn’t it wonderful to know that we have a Father who already knows what’s going to happen, and is able, willing, and waiting to take your hand and guide you safely through it? I sure am glad; especially since I am going through one of the most serious things I’ve ever been through, right now. (That is why I have been gone for so long.) I hope you will all pray very hard for Zeruda and her family, and also for me and my family.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Where Has Everyone Gone?
I need to know that all you folks have seen these posts before I post more stuff, so please comment! ;)
Friday, November 13, 2009
Abraham Lincoln Speech
Farewell Address at Springfield, Illinois, February 11, 1861
My Friends: No one, not in my situation, can appreciate my feelings of sadness at my parting. To this place, and the kindness of these people, I owe everything. Here I have lived a quarter of a century, and have passed from a young to an old man. Here my children have been born, and one buried. I now leave, not knowing when or whether ever I may return, with a task before me greater than that which rested upon George Washington. Without the assistance of that Divine Being who ever attended him, I cannot succeed. With that assistance, I cannot fail. Trusting in Him who can go with me, and remain with you, and be everywhere for good, let us confidently hope that all will yet be well. To His care commending you, as I hope in your prayers you will commend me, I bid you an affectionate farewell.
My Friends: No one, not in my situation, can appreciate my feelings of sadness at my parting. To this place, and the kindness of these people, I owe everything. Here I have lived a quarter of a century, and have passed from a young to an old man. Here my children have been born, and one buried. I now leave, not knowing when or whether ever I may return, with a task before me greater than that which rested upon George Washington. Without the assistance of that Divine Being who ever attended him, I cannot succeed. With that assistance, I cannot fail. Trusting in Him who can go with me, and remain with you, and be everywhere for good, let us confidently hope that all will yet be well. To His care commending you, as I hope in your prayers you will commend me, I bid you an affectionate farewell.
Count The Cost
Is my life more dear to me,
Than what He would have me be?
Would I gladly lay aside each dream I hold?
Would I count my gain as loss,
And take up my given cross,
Am I willing to be spent for Christ my Lord?
Count the cost of one soul lost,
Without hope, and without God;
Death forever in a lake of flaming fire.
What’s the worth of this old world,
When compared to one lost soul?
There’s a reason to count the cost.
It may cost me suffering
In the service of my King,
It may be a lonely path I have to trod.
But to deeply know my Lord
Will be my great reward,
I am willing to be spent;
I’ve counted the cost.
This song is a question I constantly have to ask myself… What’s more important to me? Living my life in comfort, or making sacrifices for the sake of the gospel? For people who have never surrendered, it would seem like the worst thing in the world; giving up everything. And I felt exactly the same way. But I am here to tell you, never in my life have I felt such overwhelming joy and peace, as the times I surrendered to God, and told Him that I was truly willing to give up everything for Him, if it was His will, and accepted the trials I was going through. Strange as it may sound, (especially to me,) I actually found myself thinking afterward, “What more can I give up? I want to surrender even more!” It’s amazing. God is amazing.
Than what He would have me be?
Would I gladly lay aside each dream I hold?
Would I count my gain as loss,
And take up my given cross,
Am I willing to be spent for Christ my Lord?
Count the cost of one soul lost,
Without hope, and without God;
Death forever in a lake of flaming fire.
What’s the worth of this old world,
When compared to one lost soul?
There’s a reason to count the cost.
It may cost me suffering
In the service of my King,
It may be a lonely path I have to trod.
But to deeply know my Lord
Will be my great reward,
I am willing to be spent;
I’ve counted the cost.
This song is a question I constantly have to ask myself… What’s more important to me? Living my life in comfort, or making sacrifices for the sake of the gospel? For people who have never surrendered, it would seem like the worst thing in the world; giving up everything. And I felt exactly the same way. But I am here to tell you, never in my life have I felt such overwhelming joy and peace, as the times I surrendered to God, and told Him that I was truly willing to give up everything for Him, if it was His will, and accepted the trials I was going through. Strange as it may sound, (especially to me,) I actually found myself thinking afterward, “What more can I give up? I want to surrender even more!” It’s amazing. God is amazing.
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