How Can I Do Anything but Love Him?
“I know he died for me, for you and all mankind… How can I, knowing this, do anything else but love him, my Redeemer?”
“I know he died for me, for you and all mankind… How can I, knowing this, do anything else but love him, my Redeemer?”
In the Master’s voice, they heard the power that framed the heavens; The peace that stilled the tempest; The love that saves us all.
A Christmas lullaby, because our children need to hear and remember and love the most beautiful story of all.
Though the Master Painter knows what the finished painting will be, we do not. In time, with patience and faith, we begin to see what the Painter sees in us.
Lord who seeks the straying down the years, across the miles, Make of me a miracle for someone’s wandering child.
These are the riches of my soul; This is my bright celestial gold; Precious things my heart will always hold dearer than the wealth of all the world.
I will stand as witness of His everlasting love; My Lord, my God; the Shepherd of my soul.
There is little we can offer the Lord that is not already His, but the songs of loving hearts, willingly offered, no matter how skilled or unskilled we may be, delight His very soul.
Look high above the weary world — for eyes to see that will, the star of Bethlehem will shine for those who seek Him still.
The evocative words to this hymn painted a mental picture for me as a child, and the hymn is still as compelling to me as an adult.
It might have been a mansion, more fit to greet our Lord; But there within a stable, the Son of God was born.
He speaks to me in quiet ways that fill my soul with peace; And if listen with my heart, I hear the Savior’s voice.
I always marvel at how just how much our Savior accomplished during what was really a very short ministry. Much may be done if we use our moments well.
I can give a greater gift than any earthly gem; For all my heart and all my love will be my gift to Him.
I will stand for truth and righteousness, reflecting heaven’s light.