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Essay on Man by Alexander Pope That Name by David Buttram
Lord, Keep Me by Mrs. Harmon Eggleston Have You Thought About Your Soul? by David Buttram
Homesick For Heaven by unknown author The Outlook and the Uplook by unknown author
Sunrise by A. S. Reitz He Hung the Moon by Helen Gleason
Take Courage, Wayworn Pilgrim I Give Thee Humble Thanks
The Great Unsung Missionary Force by Elgin Taylor One Song by Bethell Whitley Hice
Song of Jubilee by Mary Mason Someday´┐Ż And It May Be This by Elizabeth Padfield
No One Knows- But Jesus by Annie Lind Woodworth When the Lord Shall Return
One Another by Hugh Kane To Know Him by Gladys M. Bowman
What A Friend His Word by Helen Gleason
The King of Glory by Helen Gleason Morning Prayer by L.T. Halsey
The Cross Crown or Crucify? by Florence E. Johnson
The Missionaries' Plea by Christ Life  

Essay on Man
by Alexander Pope

"Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,
As to be hated needs but to be seen;
Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace."

Quoted from Lane G. Adams, Come Fly With Me, Chapter 6, An Ill Wind, Regal Books (G/L Publications), Glendale, Calif., 1973, page 63.

That Name
by David Buttram

"That Name I just heard is delightfully sweet,
Jesus is Christ! And Him you must meet!

Now He is meeting poor sinners in grace,
He knocks at your heart, give Him a place.

He hears you blaspheme: but oh, if you knew,
How much He loves sinners, how much He loves you,

You would fall at His feet and adoringly sing,
Jesus! My Savior! My Lord! And my King!

He left us this message while He is above,
A message of mercy- a message of love:

Tell sinners I love them- tell Adam's whole race,
And this is the day of My patience and grace,

Yea, more - go, beseech them, beseech them for Me.
Beseech by My Blood- by My death on the tree;

It cleanses from sin and fits them to be
At once and forever in Glory with Me.

Ah! These are sweet words, and wondrous to tell,
How God in His mercy saves sinners from Hell.

The story's so simple- so plain to the lost,
To be saved without doing- saved at God's cost.

To be saved as ungodly, unrighteous, undone;
To be saved by faith in the Blood of His Son."

"Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool"
(Isaiah 1:18).

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, February 2002, page 2.

Lord, Keep Me
by Mrs. Harmon Eggleston

"Keep me close, Lord, so oft I stray,
Draw me nearer day after day
Keep me walking along with Thee,
Lighting my path that I may see.

Keep me trusting when I am weak,
Keep me praying, Your will to seek.
Keep me yielded, Thy will to do,
Keep me waiting ever on You.

Keep me speaking those things I should,
Keep me thinking thoughts pure and good.
Keep me living each day for Thee,
Mindful always of eternity."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, July 2003, page 16.

Have You Thought About Your Soul?
by David Buttram

"Have you ever stopped to wonder
What this life is all about?
Why you're here and where you're going
When your lease on time runs out?

Maybe you've been too busy
Trying hard to reach your goal.
Would you let me ask you kindly
Have you thought about your soul?

If you've never thought it over,
Spend a little time today;
There is nothing more important
That will ever come your way,

Than the joy of sins forgiven,
And to know you've been made whole
In the Name of Christ the Savior.
Have you thought about your soul?"

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, February 2002, page 16.

Homesick For Heaven
by unknown author

    "Until I learned to trust,
       I never learned to pray.
    I never learned to fully trust
       Till sorrows came my way.
    Until I felt my weakness,
       His strength I never knew;
    Nor dreamed till I was stricken
       That He would see me through.
    Who deepest drinks of sorrow,
       Drinks deepest, too, of grace.
    He sends the storm so He Himself
       Can be our Hiding Place.
    The touch that heals the wounded heart,
       Is never felt above.
    His angels know His blessedness,
       His wayworn saints, His love.
    His heart that seeks our highest good
       Knows well when things annoy.
    We would not long for Heaven,
       If this earth held only joy.
    I shall soon be with Christ in Glory,
       And His radiant beauty behold.
    I will then know the rest of the story;
       The half that has never been told.
    I'm getting quite homesick for Heaven,
       Where Jesus my Savior is gone.
    His promise to me He has given;
       I'll see Him some day on the throne.
    And then, in the regions of Glory,
       In His wonderful likeness I'll shine.
    0, how I long to be with Him and like Him:
       This wonderful Savior divine!"
Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, March 2003, page 2.

The Outlook and the Uplook
by unknown author

"When the outlook is dark, try the uplook-
  These words hold a message of cheer;
Be glad while repeating them over,
  And smile when the shadows appear.
Above and beyond stands the Master,
  He sees what we do for His sake;
He never will fail nor forsake us,
  He knoweth the way that we take.
When the outlook is dark, try the uplook,
  The uplook of faith and good cheer;
The love of the Father surrounds us,
  He knows when the shadows are near.
Be brave, then, and keep your eyes lifted,
  And smile on the dreariest day;
His smile will glow in the darkness;
  His light will illumine the way."
Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, March 2003, page 16.

Sunrise
by A. S. Reitz

    "I'm not looking for the sunset,
     As the swift years come and go;
     I am looking for the sunrise
     And the golden morning glow,
     Where the light of Heaven's glory
     Will break forth upon my night
     In the land that knows no sunset,
     Nor the darkness of the night.
     I'm not going down the pathway
     Toward the setting of the sun
     Where the shadows ever deepen
     When the day at last is done;
     I am walking up the hillside
     Where the sunshine lights the way
     To the glory of the sunrise
     Of God's never-ending day.
     I'm not going down but upward
     And the path is never dim,
     For the day grows ever brighter
     As I journey on with Him.
     So my eyes are on the hilltops
     Waiting for the sun to rise,
     Waiting for His invitation
     To that Home beyond the skies."
"Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying I am the Light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life"
(John 8:12).

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, June 2003, page 2.

He Hung the Moon
by Helen Gleason

"He hung the moon and the stars in the skies;
To see all His wonders. He gave us our eyes.
He made flowers and trees, the winds and the breeze;
And fashioned our bodies to enjoy all of these.
Such beautiful melodies sound in our ears,
He fashioned our bodies so these we could hear;
To see and to hear and to feel and to touch;
Of blessings and joys. He gave us so much.
Though we search to discover as years come and go,
Yet all His great wonders we never can know.
So great, yet He stoops to the heart of each man
To reveal His eternal Salvation Plan.
How wonderfully made we are, body and soul.
He added His Spirit so we would be whole.
Our God is so great, so wise, so divine,
Yet He wishes to dwell in your heart and mine!"
Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, June 2003, page 16. ´┐Ż 2001 Helen Gleason, All rights reserved

Take Courage, Wayworn Pilgrim
unknown author


    "How many times, discouraged,
    We sink beside the way;
    About us all is darkness,
    We hardly dare to pray;
    Then from the mists and shadows,
    The sweetest voice e'er known,
    Says, "Child, am I not with thee,
    Never to leave thee alone?"
    0 soul, hast thou forgotten
    The tender word and sweet,
    Of Him who left behind Him
    The print of bleeding feet?
    "I never will forsake thee,
    0 child, so weary grown;
    Remember I have promised
    Never to leave thee alone."
    Take courage, wayworn pilgrim,
    Tho' mists and shadows hide
    The face of Him thou lovest,
    He's ever at thy side;
    Reach out thy hand and find Him,
    And lo, the clouds have flown.
    He smiles on thee, Who promised,
    Never to leave thee alone."
Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, November 2002, page 2

I Give Thee Humble Thanks
unknown author


"For all the gifts that Thou dost send,
For every kind and loyal friend,
For prompt supply of all my need,
For all that's good in word or deed,
For gift of health along life's way,
For strength to work from day to day,
I give Thee humble thanks.
For ready hands to help and cheer,
For listening ears Thy voice to hear,
For yielded tongue Thy love to talk,
For willing feet Thy paths to walk,
For open eyes Thy Word to read,
For loving heart Thy will to heed,
I give Thee humble thanks.
For Christ who came from Heaven above,
For the Cross and His redeeming love,
For His mighty power to seek and save,
For His glorious triumph o'er the grave,
For the lovely mansions in the sky,
For His blessed coming by and by,
I give Thee humble thanks."
Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, November 2002, page 16

The Great Unsung Missionary Force
by Elgin Taylor

"A couple of years ago while we were still on Okinawa, we were writing to our donors and praying for each one. A big fountain of gratitude began bubbling up in my heart and I wrote down my feelings.

For all of you out there who pray and otherwise support foreign missions, I give you this:


              "It's the player who carries the ball to the goal
                   that will bring the fans to their feet
              And the man who walks on the face of the moon
                   will make our hearts miss a beat,
              And the one who stands in the spotlight's glare
                   is the one who gets the acclaim.
              But none of the above can ever succeed
                   and none will ever know fame
              Without the great people, the supporting cast
                   who are faithful behind the scenes
              The teammates who block and pass the ball
                   and those who supply the means.
              It's great to be in the front of the fray
                   and to witness the battle first hand
              But what would we do without all the folk
                   far away in our own homeland?
              They shall equally share who stay by the stuff
                   with those who go to the war
              Who hold the lifeline that keeps us here
                   through supply and prayer and more.
              Today I received a bundle of mail
                   with love shared in every line.
              How good just to know that you are all there
                   at the other end all the time.
              Any crowns we receive on that glorious day
                   when   Jesus   our   Savior   we   see
              Will   be   yours   as   well   and   we'll   gladly   share
                   through all eternity,
              But battles don't rage only on foreign fields,
                   the enemy has no front line,
              So we keep you in prayer as you face the foe
                   on   the   other   side   of   the   brine.
              Dear   loved   Ones,   Colleagues,   Comrades-in-Arms,
                    I   hail   you   now   in   this   line
              And   say   from   the   bottom   of   a   grateful   heart,
                    I'm glad you're a friend of mine."
Quoted from Elgin Taylor, Mission-Gram Newsletter, Christians In Action, March 29, 1983

One Song
by Bethell Whitley Hice


"I've listened to a thousand songs
  To praise His majesty;
I've joined in hymns of worshiping
  And psalms of eulogy;
At break of dawn I've tuned my ear
  To sunrise serenade
When nature sings in ecstasy´┐Ż
  Creation on parade.
How often have I paused to hear
  A springtime rhapsody,
Or hushed me to a summer tune´┐Ż
  Pastels in harmony.
I've tiptoed where the zephyrs breathe
  A whispered lullaby;
I've even heard a silent song´┐Ż
   Soul-theme to make me cry.
I've always thought this isn't all,
   Each carol not the best;
 And as each note dies gradually,
   As sun pales in the west,
 I'm sure there'll be another chord´┐Ż
   Somewhere, sometime, someday´┐Ż
 Where worlds explode before the light
   Of His eternal day.
There is so much excitement in
   Each ivory corridor;
 So soon the second advent of
   The One who came before.
 We wait in breathless wonder now
   At ending of an age
 To sing that one triumphant song,
   Our heavenly heritage.
One song´┐ŻI hear but one song now,
   One note of victory
 Encompassing the whole world round´┐Ż
   The song of souls made free;
 Cascading down the halls of time,
   It echoes shore to shore,
 From Adam's garden paradise
   Till time shall be no more.
Transcend it through the concert halls
   In land of radiant light;
 Let angels pause to celebrate
   As saints prepare for flight.
 Oh, waken to resplendent life;
   Come sing along with me;
 Join in that song, that one great song,
   To praise His majesty!"
Quoted from Today's Pentecostal Evangel Magazine, Number 3532, January 17, 1982, page 2.

Song of Jubilee
by Mary Mason

"A precious song, a glory-song
Sings deep inside of me;
A gushing song, a vibrant song,
A song of jubilee.

No matter that a troubled world
Goes stumbling in the night,
No matter that great waters churn
And flames of hell ignite.

I am not moved by what I hear
Nor what these eyes might see.
The fearful Hand that shakes this earth
In love is shielding me.

Sweet winds of promise sweep my soul
As turmoil sweeps the land.
I know that my redemption nears
And even this is planned.

World-watchers see chaos and crime,
But joy-tears fill my eyes.
They see the death throes of an age,
While I see starry skies.

Perhaps He'll come for me today....
At most, it can't be long.
My maranathas rise and swell
In glory-floods of song.

A gushing song, a vibrant song,
A song of jubilee:
"He's coming soon! He's coming soon!
He's coming soon for me!"

Quoted from Today's Pentecostal Evangel Magazine, Number 3532, January 17, 1982, page 2.

Someday´┐Ż And It May Be This
by Elizabeth Padfield

"Someday will be the last
For the toiling and the trying,
For the heartaches and the sighing,
For the weeping, and the dying´┐Ż
In a moment all is past!

Someday, such as this,
In a moment the skies sunder!
In a moment caught up yonder!
Oh, the rapture and the wonder´┐Ż
We are with the Lord in bliss!

Someday will be the last
For the Church's long affliction,
Striving for earth's benediction,
Mourning for her Lord's rejection´┐Ż
In a moment all is past!

Someday, such a day as this,
Suddenly the Lord descending,
Victory His steps attending,
Suddenly the conflict ending-
Share we His triumphant bliss!

Someday will be the last!
Keep us, Lord, from idly throwing
Hours away, so quickly going;
Let us use each moment, knowing
Sunset shadows lengthen fast.

Someday´┐Ż and it may be this´┐Ż
In a moment work is ended;
No more marred, and no more mended;
Past the time for work intended´┐Ż
Wheels and whir of labor cease!"

Quoted from Today's Pentecostal Evangel Magazine, Number 3532, January 17, 1982, page 2.

No One Knows - But Jesus
by Annie Lind Woodworth

"No one knows how long the journey,
Nor how dreary seems the day,
Knows the little griefs and heartaches
You have met along the way,
No one knows - but Jesus.

No one knows the hidden sorrow,
Knows 'tis by God's grace alone
You can smile and comfort others;
No one hears the hearts deep moan,
No, not one - but Jesus.

No one saw the tears, unbidden,
Coursing down your pallid cheek,
When your heart, like His, was broken,
And earth seemed a desert bleak,
No one saw - but Jesus.

No one felt the grief, the anguish
Of those long, long years of pain;
Knew how much you longed for service
In God's vineyard once again,
No one knew - but Jesus.

No one knew the unseen battles,
Nor the victories you won;
No one knew the bitter conflict
When to comfort there was none,
No one knew - but Jesus.

Jesus knew, and ever will know
All that mortal man must bear;
No one else so understands us,
Longs to carry all your care,
No one can - but Jesus.

Jesus knows the words of comfort,
Knows our loneliest, hardest place;
Enters even our deepest longing,
Sweetens trial with His grace,
Loves as none- but Jesus."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, August 2002, page 2

When the Lord Shall Return

"The sun shall be darkened,
The moon give no light,
The heavens be shaken,
The stars fall from sight;

Then two shall be working
In harvest alone,
The one is left standing,
And one taken Home;

Two women grinding
Their corn at the mill,
One bent on pleasure,
One on God's will;

And two shall be lying
Together in bed,
One gone to glory,
One spiritually dead.

Let's therefore be watching,
We know not the hour
When our Savior returneth
With glory and power!"

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, August 2002, page 16

One Another
by Hugh Kane

"Let us think of one another
As the moments come and go;
Just a thought of kind remembrance
As we hurry to and fro.

Let us speak of one another
In a gracious, loving way;
Cruel censures we have uttered
May return in kind some day.

Let us talk to one another
In a gentle, Christ-like tone;
Loving words leave naught behind them
To regret or to bemoan.

Let us pray for one another;
How we need each other's prayers,
In this world of sin and sorrow,
With its worries and its cares.

Let us care for one another -
Seek their good more than our own;
We will cease to be Christ-centered
If we live for self alone.

Let us bear with one another,
Quick at all times to forgive;
We will see ourselves more faulty,
If in His presence we live.

Let us live for one another,
Though we meet with cold disdain;
Upon the just and unjust
God sends the sunshine and the rain.

Let us all love one another,
Tis the badge by which we're known
To the selfish, sinful worldling,
That we are Christ's very own.

Let us do for one another,
All of this, in, love, when He
Will reward it all by saying,
"Ye have done it unto Me."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, January 2003, page 2

To Know Him
by Gladys M. Bowman

"I do not know what lies ahead
Within this coming year,
I only ask what e'er betide
His blessed voice I'll hear.

That as He leads I'll follow on
To know as I am known,
And tell that Jesus paid the price,
For sin He did atone.

That in His plan I'll see His love,
His mercy and His grace;
And thank Him for the hand that guides
Me in this Christian race.

That I may know Him, as did Paul
In resurrection power,
And be submissive to His will
Each day, each passing hour.

To know Him every moment
In the fullness of His love,
Until I know, as I am known
In my Father's house above."
(Philippians 3:10)

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, January 2003, page 16

What A Friend

"I have a Friend, 'tis Jesus
Whose love He freely shares;
With every pain or heartache
I feel and know He cares.

What a joy it is to know Him;
What a privilege to share;
What a Book of wonderful promises;
Why should we doubt or fear?

During the days of sadness
When some one we loved so dear
Has slipped away to meet Him,
He whispers, "Lean hard, I am near."

What could we do without Him?
When on Him all depends
Our hope, our strength, our courage,
And forgiveness for our sins.

He took our sins upon Him,
And bore that awful shame;
That all who believe upon Him
Should bear His precious Name.

So let us be ready to meet Him
In that place He's gone to prepare;
Where no more heartaches or sorrows
Can ever reach us there.

What a wonderful joy and privilege,
That glorious Home to share;
To be transformed into His likeness
When we meet Him in the air.

So Satan, get behind us;
You have caused us many a tear.
Praise God for that home in Glory,
For you'll never bother us there."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, September 2002, page 2

His Word
by Helen Gleason

"His Word is a story
Of hope and of love;
Revealing God's Glory,
And His love from above.

His Word brings us healing,
And health comes to us,
When we look to Jesus,
And in His name trust.

His Word has the answer
To problems we face,
Revealing His promise
Of His saving grace.

If we will abide in it,
Store it in our hearts,
T'will nourish our soul,
His peace to impart.

His Word has the truth
For a world that is lost;
Salvation is offered,
God's Son paid the cost."

Helen Gleason ´┐Ż 2001 All rights reserved.
Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, September 2002, page 16

The King of Glory
by Helen Gleason

"Who is this King of Glory?
So mighty, strong is He.
Lift up your hands and praise Him,
He rules the land and sea.

Who is this Mighty Victor
O'er Satan's evil power?
He's coming for His people,
And no one knows the hour.

He'll come in clouds triumphant,
Bringing faithful their reward;
And every knee shall bow-
The King of Glory is THE LORD."

"The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament shows his handywork"
(Psalms 19:1).

Helen Gleason ´┐Ż 2001 All rights reserved.
Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, October 2002, page 16

Morning Prayer
by L.T. Halsey

"Oh, to live near Thy heart, 0 God
and learn to know Thy voice.
To never follow human will,
but leave to Thee the choice.

The leading of the Spirit
surely comes when we are still.
That we may hear the whisperings
when abandoned to Thy will.

So fill us with that quietness
which is a gift from Thee,
And give us our directions
as we wait on bended knee.

As we go forth to live this day
may we reflect Thy grace,
And may the love of Jesus
be seen shining in our face.

Speak through our lips the Words of life,
direct our hands and feet.
Bring words of peace and comfort
to every one we meet.

Then, when evening shadows fall
and we sit down to rest,
May we feel Thy benediction-
this Lord, is our request."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester, October 2001, page 2

The Cross

"Oh, the Cross, the Cross,
The blood-stained Cross;
The hallowed Cross I see!
Reminding me of Precious Blood,
That once was shed for me.

Oh, the Blood, the Blood,
The wondrous Blood,
That Jesus shed for me;
Upon that Cross, the crimson Blood
Just now, by faith, I see.

The Blood has always precious been,
‘Tis precious now to me;
Through it alone my soul has rest,
From fear and doubt set free."

"The blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin"
(1 John 1:7).

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester, October 2001, page 16

Crown or Crucify?
by Florence E. Johnson

"I stood alone at the bar of God,
In the hush of the twilight dim,
And faced the question that pierced my heart,
"What will you do with Him?"
"Crowned or crucified? Which shall it be?"
No other choice was offered to me.

I looked on the face so marred with tears
That were shed in His agony.
The look in His kind eyes broke my heart,
‘Twas full of love for me.
"The Crown or the Cross," His eyes seemed to say;
"For or against Me, choose thou today."

He whispered so tenderly to me;
While He pleadingly said, "Obey!"
"Make Me thy choice, for I love thee so!"
And I could not say Him nay.
Crowned, not crucified - this must it be;
No other way was open to me.

I knelt in tears at the feet of Christ,
In the hush of the twilight dim,
And all that I was, or hoped, or sought,
Surrendered unto Him.
Crowned, not crucified - my heart shall know
No king but Christ, who loveth me so."

Quoted from The Gospel Tract Harvester, October 2002, page 2

THE MISSIONARIES' PLEA

"Will you not pray for us? Alone we stand

To stem the awful tide of sin and shame,

To cast out demons in the mighty Name

Which is alone the hope of every land.

Pray, pray for us! We are but vessels frail;

The world's appalling need would crush us down

Save that in vision we behold the crown

Upon His brow who shall at length prevail!"

´┐ŻQuoted from Christ Life

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