May the treasure that stirs our soul’s delight, Be the wealth we lavish in the skies, A gleaming hoard beyond all earthly sight, Stored rich in Heaven where true bounty lies. Let this alone—our eternal gain— Mark the measure of our fleeting days, Our hearts aligned to Christ’s unending reign, The only prize worth all our earthly praise.
May every sacred word, a gleaming gem, Like molten silver poured from Heaven’s forge, Or golden flames that dance on seraphim, Leap from the Bible’s hallowed, boundless gorge. May these seeds sink in earth, a fertile womb, Sprouting roses drenched in incense rare, Not jagged thorns, grim daggers of the tomb, But blossoms bold, perfuming sacred air.
If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
2 Chronicles 7:14 (KJV)
God changes times and seasons; He removes kings and sets up kings; He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to those who have understanding.
Daniel 2:21 (KJV)
Heavenly Father, Savior sweet and rare, Blest Holy Spirit, Triune mercy’s might, We yield America, our love, our prayer, To Thee, O Lord, in whom all lands unite. Forgive her sins, a tide of dark offense, Her Laodicean drift, lukewarm and blind, The church’s stains, her guilt in negligence, Our deeds, alone or joined, that truth maligned.
Raise us, O God, to stand for Christ alone, To shatter greed, corruption’s twisted crown, Cast down the lust for fame, for power grown, Till Jesus reigns where hearts and knees bow down. May we repent, His name once more exalt, In homes, in squares, with awe that never fades, Lift high His banner, faultless, without halt, Adore the King through all our fleeting days.
Our rulers stray, in shadows deep they sink, Satanic threads weave through their legal maze, Morals rot, where demon whispers slink, While toys outshine the lost soul’s tearful gaze. O Jesus, heal this land, or swift return, To dwell with Thee where flawless light holds sway, A realm of peace, where joy and justice burn, Thy Heavenly rule gilds every endless day.
Till then, we turn, by faith, not sight, we stride, Repentant hearts aflame with holy plea— Restore our land, or call us to Thy side, Forever free in Christ’s eternity!
Wherever feet may tread this mortal clay, We herald loud God’s gift, the gospel’s gleam, Time dwindles fast, a shadow’s brief display— Through Jesus, new birth shines, a sacred stream!
For bodily exercise profiteth little: but godliness is profitable unto all things, having promise of the life that now is, and of that which is to come. This is a faithful saying and worthy of all acceptation!
This is a faithful and trustworthy statement, deserving full acceptance and approval, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, among whom I am foremost.