Saturday, July 5, 2014

Sunday Hymns - O Wonderful Word

  1. O wonderful, wonderful Word of the Lord!
    True wisdom its pages unfold;
    And though we may read them a thousand times o’er,
    They never, no never, grow old!
    Each line hath a treasure, each promise a pearl,
    That all if they will may secure;
    And we know that when time and the world pass away,
    God’s Word shall forever endure.
  2. O wonderful, wonderful Word of the Lord!
    The lamp that our Father above
    So kindly has lighted to teach us the way
    That leads to the arms of His love!
    Its warnings, its counsels, are faithful and just;
    Its judgments are perfect and pure;
    And we know that when time and the world pass away,
    God’s Word shall forever endure.
  3. O wonderful, wonderful Word of the Lord!
    Our only salvation is there;
    It carries conviction down deep in the heart,
    And shows us ourselves as we are.
    It tells of a Savior, and points to the cross,
    Where pardon we now may secure;
    For we know that when time and the world pass away,
    God’s Word shall forever endure.
  4. O wonderful, wonderful Word of the Lord!
    The hope of our friends in the past;
    Its truth, where so firmly they anchored their trust,
    Through ages eternal shall last.
    O wonderful, wonderful Word of the Lord!
    Unchanging, abiding and sure;
    For we know that when time and the world pass away,
    God’s Word shall forever endure.
  5. -Words: Fanny Crosby
  6. -Music: Ira Sankey
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Saturday, June 14, 2014

Sunday Hymns - Salvation's Cup

There was a cup of holy wrath
Which made our fearless Savior quake;
He prayed the cup from Him would pass,
Yet drank its dregs for sinners’ sake.

Our thirst is quenched by Christ the Lord,
Who gives His cup and takes our own.
We taste and see that He is good;
He satisfies, and He alone!

Another cup o’erflows with grace—
Salvation’s bounty, poured by Christ;
He bids our thirsty, sinful race
To come, to drink without a price.

We drink a cup our Lord ordained
To point forgetful hearts above;
With bread it speaks of sinless pain,
Of saving death, of selfless love.

A cup remains, untouched and fair,
Which none shall drink till Christ appears;
The King and Bride its joy will share,
Unmixed with woe, or sin, or tears.

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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Songs From Scripture: The Song of Zechariah

67 Then his father Zechariah was filled with the Holy Spirit and prophesied:
68 Praise the Lord, the God of Israel,
because He has visited
and provided redemption for His people.
69 He has raised up a horn of salvation for us
in the house of His servant David,
70 just as He spoke by the mouth
of His holy prophets in ancient times;
71 salvation from our enemies
and from the clutches of those who hate us.
72 He has dealt mercifully with our fathers
and remembered His holy covenant
73 the oath that He swore to our father Abraham.
He has given us the privilege,
74 since we have been rescued
from our enemies’ clutches,
to serve Him without fear
75 in holiness and righteousness
in His presence all our days.
76 And child, you will be called
a prophet of the Most High,
for you will go before the Lord
to prepare His ways,
77 to give His people knowledge of salvation
through the forgiveness of their sins.
78 Because of our God’s merciful compassion,
the Dawn from on high will visit us
79 to shine on those who live in darkness
and the shadow of death,
to guide our feet into the way of peace.

Luke 1:67-79 (HCSB)

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Sunday Hymns - His Robes For Mine

 HIS ROBES FOR MINE (Text by Chris Anderson; Tune by Greg Habegger)

 His robes for mine: O wonderful exchange!
 Clothed in my sin, Christ suffered ‘neath God’s rage.
 Draped in His righteousness, I’m justified.
 In Christ I live, for in my place He died.

 I cling to Christ, and marvel at the cost:
 Jesus forsaken, God estranged from God.
 Bought by such love, my life is not my own.
 My praise-my all-shall be for Christ alone.

 His robes for mine: what cause have I for dread?
 God’s daunting Law Christ mastered in my stead.
 Faultless I stand with righteous works not mine,
 Saved by my Lord’s vicarious death and life.

 His robes for mine: God’s justice is appeased.
 Jesus is crushed, and thus the Father’s pleased.
 Christ drank God’s wrath on sin, then cried “‘Tis done!”
Sin’s wage is paid; propitiation won.

 His robes for mine: such anguish none can know.
 Christ, God’s beloved, condemned as though His foe.
 He, as though I, accursed and left alone;
 I, as though He, embraced and welcomed home!

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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

May 2014 Bob DeWaay Health Update

This past Sunday my dad mentioned in his sermon that when he started preaching through Galatians last year, he didn't think he would be alive to finish it. But God is good and his given him more time here on earth to preach the gospel and, Lord willing, he will finish Galatians this Sunday.

Overall, he has been feeling very well. He is still dependent on blood transfusions, but has been able to go 2-3 weeks between transfusions. Of course, he loves to share the gospel with the nurses while he there receiving blood. My sweet friend Sylvia drew this awhile back:

Thank you for your continued prayers!

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