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A New Year’s Poem for Christians Instead of making a New Year’s resolution Consider committing to a biblical solution Your promises are easily broken Empty words, though earnestly spoken But God’s Word transforms the soul By His Holy Spirit making you whole As you spend time alone with Him He will change you from within * * * * * * * * * * * * |
Mary Fairchild |
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Just One Request Dear Master for this coming year Just one request I bring: I do not pray for happiness, Or any earthly thing - I do not ask to understand The way Thou leadest me, But this I ask: Teach me to do The thing that pleaseth Thee.
I want to know Thy guiding voice, To walk with Thee each day. Dear Master make me swift to hear And ready to obey. And thus the year I now begin A happy year will be - If I am seeking just to do The thing that pleaseth Thee. * * * * * * * * * * * * |
Unknown Author |
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Bethlehem Town There burns a star o’er Bethlehem town -- See, O my eyes! And gloriously it beameth down Upon a virgin mother meek And Him whom solemn Magi seek. Burn on, O star! and be the light To guide us all to Him this night!
The angels walk in Bethlehem town - Hush, O my heart! The angels come and bring a crown To Him, our Saviour and our King; And sweetly all this night they sing. Sing on in rapturous angel throng That we may learn that heavenly song!
Near Bethlehem town there blooms a tree -- O heart, beat low! And it shall stand on Calvary! But from the shade thereof we turn Unto the star that still shall burn When Christ is dead and risen again To mind us that he died for men.
There is a cry in Bethlehem town -- Hark, O my soul! ‘T is of the Babe that wears the crown. It telleth us that man is free -- That He redeemeth all and me! The night is sped -- behold the morn! Sing, O my soul; the Christ is born!
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Eugene Field |
