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The Gift

My Gift

What can I give Him
Poor as I am,
If I were a shepherd,
I’d give him a lamb.
If I were a wise man,
I would do my part.
But, what can I give Him?
I will give Him my heart.

Christiana Rossetti

Taken from 742 Heart-warming Poems compiled by John R. Rice

In Christ

In Christ

In Christ I have a pardon full,
From all the guilt of sin.
The fountain flowing from His wounds
Keeps cleansing me within,

In Christ access to God is mine;
He lives to intercede,
Before the Father’s glorious throne
He brings my slightest need.

In Christ I’ve found a calm repose,
While in His arms I rest,
The circling storms can hold no threat,
Nor mounting waves molest.

In Christ I have a “blessed hope”
No earthly prize can dim,
The trumpet’s sound shall call me up,
Eternity with Him!

Not have I aught but what He gives,
And, bowing at His feet,
This joyous truth enthralls my soul – - -
In Christ I am complete!

Samuel W. McGarvey

742 Heart-Warming Poems compiled by John R. Rice

Jesus, My Lord

Jesus My Lord

I’d rather get down at the feet of my Lord,
And gather the crumbs as they fall,
Than sit as a guest at a sumptuous board,
Where Jesus has not had a call.

I’d rather my body a temple should be,
Where Jesus my Master would stay,
Than have all the wealth of the kingdoms,
and see
Him driven forever away,

I’d rather have Him for companion and friend,
His Book for my counsel and guide,
Than walk in vain pleasure, and find at
the end
No refuge in which I may hide,

I want to leave all in His hands ev’ry day,
To do as it seemeth Him best;
And self on the altar a sacrifice lay,
And on His sweet promises rest,

Jesus, my Lord! Jesus, my King!
Down at Thy feet I fall;
Jesus, my Savior, my Refuge, my Friend,
Jesus, my Lord, my All.

Amelia M. Starkweather

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Faith

Faith

What if I say
“The Bible is God’s Holy Word,
Complete, inspired, without a flaw”
But lets its pages stay
Unread from day to day,
And fail to learn therefrom God’s law?
What if I go not there to seek
The truth of which I glibly speak,
For guidance on this early way
Does it matter what I say?

What if I say
That Jesus Christ is Lord Divine;
Yet fellow-pilgrims can behold
Naught of the Master’s love in me,
No grace of kindly sympathy?
If I am of the Shepherd’s fold,
Then shall I know the Shepherd’s voice
And gladly make His way my choice.
We are saved by faith, yet faith is one
With life, like daylight and the sun,
Unless they flower in our deeds,
Dead, empty husks are all the creeds.
To call Christ, Lord, but strive not to obey,
Belies the homage that with words I p…

While the Days are Going By

While the Days are Going By

There are lonely hearts to cherish
While the days are going by;
There are weary souls who perish,
While the days are going by,
If a smile we can renew,
As our journey we pursue,
Oh, the good that we may do,
While the days are going by,

There’s no time for the idle scorning,
While the days are going by,
Let your face by like the morning,
While the days are going by,
Oh, the world is full of signs,
Full of sad and weeping eyes;
Help your fallen brothers rise,
While the days are going by,

All the loving links that bind us
While the days are going by,
One by one we leave behind us,
But the seeds of good we sow,
Both in shade and shine will grow,
And will keep our hearts aglow,
While the days are going by,

George Cooper

Taken from 742 Heart-Warming Poems compiled by John R. Rice

Beautiful Garments

Beautiful Garments

He would have us wear beautiful garments,
Those which we may have through grace,
The robe of a tranquil spirit,
The calm of a peaceful father;

The charm of a gentle manner,
The lustre of heaven-lit eyes;
That robe of such sacred splendour,
The spirit of sacrifice.

These, these, and yet other garments,
All beautiful, bright and fair,
We may, by His grace, adorn us,
And unto His glory wear.

J. Danson Smith

Taken from 742 Heart-warming Poems compiled by John R. Rice

Shall I Fear Man

Shall I Fear Man

Shall I, for fear of feeble man,
The Spirit’s course in me restrain?
Or, undismay’d in deed and word,
Be a true witness of my Lord?

Awed by a mortal’s frown, shall I
Conceal the Word of God Most High!
How then before Thee shall I dare
To stand, or how Thine anger bear?

Shall I, to soothe th’ unholy throng,
Soften Thy truth, or smooth my tongue,
To gain earth’s gilded toys, or flee
The cross endured, my Lord, by Thee?

What then is he whose scorn I dread?
Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid?
A man! an heir of death! a slave
To sin! a bubble on the wave!

Yea, let men rage; since Thou wilt spread
Thy shadowing wings around my head:
Since in all pain Thy tender love
Will still my sure refreshment prove.

From Methodist Hymnal

742 Heart-Warming Poems compiled by J…

My Daily Creed

My Daily Creed

Let me be a little kinder,
Let me be a little blinder
To the faults of those about me;
Let me praise a little more;
Let me be, when I am weary,
Just a little bit more cheery;
Let me serve a little better
Those that I am striving for.

Let me be a little braver
When temptation bids me waver;
Let me strive a little harder
To be all that I should be;
Let me be a little meeker
With the brother that is weaker;
Let me think more of my neighbor
And a little less of me.

Author Unknown
Taken from 742 Heart-Warming Poems compiled by John R. Rice

God's Unchanging Word

God’s Unchanging Word

For feelings come and feelings go,
And feelings are deceiving;
My warrant is the Word of God,
Naught else is worth believing,

Though all my heart should feel condemned
For want of some sweet token,
There is One greater than my heart
Whose Word cannot be broken.

I’ll trust in God’s unchanging Word
Till soul and body sever:
For, though all things shall pass away,
His Word shall stand forever.

Taken from 742 Heart-Warming Poems compiled by John R. Rice

It Must Be From God

It Must Be From God

The Holy Bible must have been
Inspired of God and not of men,
I could not if I would, believe
That good men wrote it to deceive,
And bad men could not if they would,
And surely would not if they could,
Proceed to write a book so good.
And certainly no crazy man
Could e’er conceive its wondrous plan.
And pray, what other kinds of men
Than do these three groups comprehend?
Hence it must be that God inspired
The Word which souls of prophets fired.

Author Unknown
Taken from 742 Heart-Warming Poems compiled by John R. Rice