If this counsel or this work be of men, it will come to nought: but if it be of God, ye cannot overthrow it. (Acts 5:38‑39)
He is like a man which built a house, and digged deep, and laid the foundation on a rock: and when the flood arose, the stream beat vehemently upon that house, and could not shake it: for it was founded upon a rock. (Luke 6:48)
I know upon this lighthouse tower The winds and waves shall beat in vain; I know that my Redeemer lives And in His death all death was slain; I know my life is hid with Him Beyond the reach of change or harm, And life and death to me are one Within the shelter of His arm.
I have labored in vain, I have spent my strength for nought, and in vain: yet surely my judgment is with the Lord, and my work with my God. (Isa. 49:4)
Just where you stand in conflict, There is your place; Just where you think you are useless, Hide not your face; God placed you there for a purpose, Whate’er it be: Think — He has chosen you for it; Work loyally.
If the iron be blunt, and he do not whet the edge, then must he put to more strength: but wisdom is profitable to direct. The words of a wise man’s mouth are gracious. (Eccl. 10:10,12)
A word is such a potent thing; A careless word may break a heart; A bitter word may burn and sting; A word can rip a home apart — And yet a word can comfort bring; So, Lord of words, please grant to me The speech that spreads tranquility.
The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death. For He hath put all things under His feet. But when He saith all things are put under Him, it is manifest that He is excepted, which did put all things under Him. (1 Cor. 15:26‑27)
Soon in a nobler, sweeter song We’ll sing Thy power to save; No more with lisping, stammering tongue, But conquerors o’er the grave.
Thy counsels too in all Thine own, Fulfilled by power divine, Spread wide the glory of Thy throne, Where all in glory shine.
I will meditate also of all Thy work, and talk of Thy doings. Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: who is so great a God as our God? Thou art the God that doest wonders: Thou hast declared Thy strength among the people. (Psa. 77:12‑14)
When fear its gloomy cloud will fling O’er earth — our souls, to heaven above, As to their sanctuary, spring, For God is love.
When clouds hang o’er our darkened path, We’ll check our dread, each doubt reprove; For here each saint sweet comfort has, That God is love.