Sunday, December 27, 2015

Lord and Shepherd

Jesus, ruler of each ransomed heart,
Be our ruler, Lord and king.
Set our souls, our entire lives apart…
Clean to serve in each new thing.

   Gracious ruler, faithful shepherd,
   You are more than life to us.
   Gracious ruler, faithful shepherd,
   You are more than life to us. 

Jesus, shepherd of each re-born soul,
Shepherd us in pastures green.
You can keep us safe, secure and whole
So your glory may be seen.

   Gracious ruler, faithful shepherd,
   You are more than life to us.
   Gracious ruler, faithful shepherd,
   You are more than life to us.

This could be sung to the tune usually used for "Savior, Like a Shepherd Lead Us."

Jesus said, "I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me...." (John 10:14 ESV)

Sunday, December 20, 2015

Journey to Bethlehem

Bethlehem (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Oh, Joseph, must you go to Bethlehem?
And if you go, then why must it be now?
The baby's due to come so very soon!

You know, my love, that I'd do anything
To keep you and God's holy baby safe--
But I must go. It's Caesar's own command,
And us? We don't ask why. We just obey.
But come along with me. I'll keep you safe.
Yes, come with me. The Lord will give us strength.

And so they packed a little bag and left.
They walked along the dusty road for miles.
At first, adventure filled their minds--and hope.
But by the middle of the second day,
The newness now long gone, just hope remained,
Sustained by faith in their all-faithful Lord.

They walked on still. The miles now seemed to stretch.
The third and final day wore down to dusk.
At last, they entered little Bethlehem,
And Mary knew her time had almost come.
Now Joseph hurried, rushing to the inn,
But found no room for Mary's birthing hour.

Discouraged, he then found a quiet place
Where animals, not men, had often slept.
He thought he'd failed, but Mary looked at him
With love and said, "Oh, Joseph, it's enough."
And so they found themselves, that strangest night,
In Bethlehem beside a feeding trough.

And while they were there, the time came for her to give birth. And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn. (Luke 2:6-7 ESV)
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Saturday, December 05, 2015


Image: "Anger" by Saurabh Vyas. Some rights reserved. 

Do they hate you for your message?
Do they rage against the gospel
With the devil's fiercest lies?
Do they label your love hatred
As they call their hatred love?
Do they say you're narrow-minded
And a danger to their lives?
Do they throw you into prison?
Is there murder in their eyes
Caused by hatred of your Jesus?
Praise the Lord! You've been found worthy
To be wounded for your Lord.
By his grace, you'll surely triumph.
Live and death are in his hands.
You are safe within his mercy.
You may die in his great cause,
But your life will not be wasted.
You are his, and he is Lord.

See Acts 17.

But the Jews were jealous, and taking some wicked men of the rabble, they formed a mob, set the city in an uproar, and attacked the house of Jason, seeking to bring them out to the crowd. (Acts 17:5 ESV)