Category: Hymn & Poetry
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My ear laughs at the sound of chaosBecause this heart sits, restful, Before the colourful themes of the Kings nurture and preservation satisfying my curiosity, my longings Don’t grow into death: align with eternal honeyed fountains When I was a…
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Watchman Nee. Date:Evening, February 3, 1950Place:Jordan Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong Among God’s children today, there is the thought that service to God is a favor to Him. Let me ask: Do we see the shining face on the throne? Unless…
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I remember a stained-glass window that adorned the library of my alma mater. It was situated above the stairwell at the second-floor landing. In leaded letters, the words in the window declared, “Knowledge is power.” Every time I ascended or…
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The full measure of our days and purpose in this delicate existence precedes time; ordained from the womb of eternity. [ a multifaceted gift, a song, a God among men, a servant of all ]To serve, rule, and reign in…