Posts by Annette Beard
1. Come, ye thankful people, come,
raise the song of harvest
1. Come, ye thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home; all is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin. God our Maker doth ...
1. Come, ye thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home; all is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin. God our Maker doth ...
Moonless Trust
By Elisabeth Elliot
Some of you are perhaps
Moonless Trust By Elisabeth Elliot Some of you are perhaps feeling that you are voyaging just now on a moonless sea. Uncertainty surrounds you. There...
Moonless Trust By Elisabeth Elliot Some of you are perhaps feeling that you are voyaging just now on a moonless sea. Uncertainty surrounds you. There...
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, wi...
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, wi...
Hide & Seek
Can anyone hide himself in secret places, so I
Hide & Seek Can anyone hide himself in secret places, so I shall not see him? says the Lord; Do I not fill heaven and earth? says the Lord. (Jeremiah...
Hide & Seek Can anyone hide himself in secret places, so I shall not see him? says the Lord; Do I not fill heaven and earth? says the Lord. (Jeremiah...
What Fits Us For Service
By Elisabeth Elliot
Is there any
What Fits Us For Service By Elisabeth Elliot Is there any Christian who does not long for some special experience, vision, or feeling of the presence...
What Fits Us For Service By Elisabeth Elliot Is there any Christian who does not long for some special experience, vision, or feeling of the presence...
A Fine Thing
By Elisabeth Elliot
Most of us have never been
A Fine Thing By Elisabeth Elliot Most of us have never been anyones slave in the literal sense, so we can hardly enter into Peters meaning when he wr...
A Fine Thing By Elisabeth Elliot Most of us have never been anyones slave in the literal sense, so we can hardly enter into Peters meaning when he wr...
If our treasure is in heaven, we do not need to persuade ourselves
If our treasure is in heaven, we do not need to persuade ourselves that it is; we prove it is by the way we deal with matters of earth. The religion o...
If our treasure is in heaven, we do not need to persuade ourselves that it is; we prove it is by the way we deal with matters of earth. The religion o...
This world is not my home, I’m just passing through.
My
This world is not my home, I’m just passing through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open d...
This world is not my home, I’m just passing through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open d...
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