THOUGHTS WHILE LOOKING AT A HUNDRED-YEAR-OLD CHURCH...I HEAR SINGING...from SOMEWHERE
IN THE COSMOS...Truth Never Dies...
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"Ere 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--
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be 'til I die."
........William Cowper (1731-1800)
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"When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride.
See from His head, His hands, His feet--
Sorrow and love flow mingling down;
Did ere such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Forbid it Lord, that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul ..my life...my all."
.......Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
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"Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling,
Calling for you and for me;
See, on the portals He's waiting
and watching...
Watching for you and for me.
Come home, come home,
Ye who are weary come home."
........Will L.Thompson (1847-1909)
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"Brethren we have met to worship
and adore the Lord our God...
All is vain unless the Spirit of the
Holy One comes down;
Brethren pray and holy manna
will be showered all around.
....... William E, Longataff (1822-1894)
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Someone has wisely written: The Bible
is God's revelation to man; the hymnal
is man's response to God.
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MIL
17 APRIL 2020
Church, Taiban, N.M.
....photo Annalon Gilbreath
......Enhanced by Gary Dirlam
......Isaac Watts is said to be
"The Father of English Hymnody"
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