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Words: A. Catherine Hankey (1866) Music: William G. Fischer (1869) HymnPod I love to tell the story of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story, because I know 'tis true; It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do. I love to tell the story; more wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story, it did so much for me; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee. I love to tell the story; 'tis pleasant to repeat What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story, for some have never heard The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word. I love to tell the story, for those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song, 'Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long. I love to tell the story, 'twill be my theme in glor...

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silver...

A Psalm of David. "The earth is the LORD's, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. For he hath founded it upon the seas, and established it upon the floods. Who shall ascend into the hill of the LORD? or who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully. He shall receive the blessing from the LORD, and righteousness from the God of his salvation. This is the generation of them that seek him, that seek thy face, O Jacob. Selah. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The LORD strong and mighty, the LORD mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The LORD of hosts, he is the King of glory. Selah." " These shall make war with the...

by Martha Snell Nicholson I sinned. And straightway, post-haste, Satan flew Before the presence of the most high God, And made a railing accusation there. He said, "This soul, this thing of clay and sod, Has sinned. 'Tis true that he has named Thy name, But I demand his death, for Thou hast said, 'The soul that sinneth, it shall die.' Shall not Thy sentence be fulfilled? Is justice dead? Send now this wretched sinner to his doom. What other thing can righteous ruler do?" And thus he did accuse me day and night, And every word he spoke, O God, was true! Then quickly One rose up from God’s right hand, Before Whose glory angels veiled their eyes. He spoke, "Each jot and tittle of the law Must be fulfilled; the guilty sinner dies! But wait—suppose his guilt were all transferred To Me, and that I paid his penalty! Behold My hands, My side, My feet! One day I was made sin for him, and died that he Might be presented, ...

"The Father loveth the Son, and hath given all things into his hand." (John 3:35) "My Father worketh hitherto, and I work. . . . Verily, verily, I say unto you, The Son can do nothing of himself, but what he seeth the Father do: for what things soever he doeth, these also doeth the Son likewise. For the Father loveth the Son, and sheweth him all things that himself doeth: and he will shew him greater works than these, that ye may marvel. For as the Father raiseth up the dead, and quickeneth them; even so the Son quickeneth whom he will. For the Father judgeth no man, but hath committed all judgment unto the Son: That all men should honour the Son, even as they honour the Father. He that honoureth not the Son honoureth not the Father which hath sent him. . . . For as the Father hath life in himself; so hath he given to the Son to have life in himself; And hath given him authority to execute judgment also, because he is the Son of man. . . . I can...

They'd enter the halls of the Pharaoh, sent by "I AM." They'd march 13 times around impenetrable walls. They'd run up mountains to destroy cities of giants. They'd stand before the tallest Goliath, with five pebbles and a sling. They'd rebuke the mightiest kings, even if it cost them their lives. They'd accept life's fiery furnaces and lion's dens, that God alone might be praised. They'd give themselves to be crucified before giving themselves to the world. They are the radicals . . . They subdue kingdoms. They pursue righteousness. They stop lions' mouths. They quench the violence of fire. They wax valiant in fight, turning to flight the armies of Satan. They're tortured with cruel mockings and scourgings, bonds and imprisonments. They wander about in deserts, mountains, dens, and caves, in sheepskins and goatskins. They are the radicals . . . They're always striving for the patience of Job ...

"Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness; And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace; Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God: Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints; A...

definition: "an act or instance of judging something to be worthless or trivial" pronunciation:  flok-s uh -naw-s uh -nahy-hil- uh -pil- uh -fi- key -sh uh  n part of speech: noun restrictive label: rare etymology: "1741, a combination of four Latin words (flocci, nauci, nihili, pilifi) all signifying 'at a small price' or 'for nothing,' which were listed together in a rule of the well-known Eton Latin Grammar. The kind of jocular formation that was possible among educated men in Britain in those days." ( Dictionary.com ) usage (1925-2008):   Google Ngram Viewer fact: "Longest unchallenged nontechnical word" in the English language ( Wikipedia ) "A man hath joy by the answer of his mouth: and a word spoken in due season, how good is it!" Proverbs 15:23

Band: Third Day Album: Miracle Year: 2012 "I will remember the works of the Lord: surely I will remember thy wonders of old. I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings. Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: who is so great a God as our God? Thou art the God that doest wonders" (Psalm 77:11-14)

Westphalia 1855 Lake Lucerne 1858 Wind River Country 1859 The Wolf River, Kansas c. 1859 Echo Lake, Franconia Mountains, New Hampshire 1861 The Fishing Fleet 1862 Sunlight and Shadow 1862 Oregon Trail 1863 Yosemite Valley c. 1863~1875 Looking Down Yosemite Valley, California 1865 Among the Sierra Nevada Mountains, California 1868 Emigrants Crossing the Plains (The Oregon Trail) 1869 Glen Ellis Falls 1869 The Grizzly Giant Sequoia, Mariposa Grove, California c. 1872~1873 Yosemite Valley, Glacier Point Trail c. 1873 Giant Redwood Trees of California 1874 Sunrise on the Matterhorn 1875 or later Light in the Forest 1877 The Falls of St. Anthony c. 1880~1887 Indian Sunset: Deer by a Lake c. 1880~1890 Indian Canoe 1886

A Mother's Day poem, I'll write for you, Waiting on my dinner and smelling the stew; Hope she remembers I like it hot, Plenty of vegetables, right in the pot. She knows garlic makes me ill, And too much pepper gives me a chill, Never touchy pork in the summer time, Her appetite's a little different than mine. Don't know why I have to wait, Dinner'd be ready if she hadn't started so late, Spent too much time a mowin' the grass. Been thru sooner, if she'd only work fast. But I'll forgive her, this neglect of me, Won't gripe much, just let things be. Keepin' a family going, ain't all play, And after all, this is MOTHER'S DAY. _________________________________________________ Variety Store, Oh Variety Store, where did you go ? When I go shopping, I do miss you so, Cant find the little things in a great big store, Cant find anything for a dime any more The shoelaces I always bought for a dime When I finally find...

by John Greenleaf Whittier "O LADY fair, these silks of mine are beautiful and rare,— The richest web of the Indian loom, which beauty's queen might wear; And my pearls are pure as thy own fair neck, with whose radiant light they vie; I have brought them with me a weary way,—will my gentle lady buy?" The lady smiled on the worn old man through the dark and clustering curls Which veiled her brow, as she bent to view his silks and glittering pearls; And she placed their price in the old man's hand, and lightly turned away, But she paused at the wanderer's earnest call,—"My gentle lady, stay!" "O lady fair, I have yet a gem which a purer lustre flings, Than the diamond flash of the jewelled crown on the lofty brow of kings; A wonderful pearl of exceeding price, whose virtue shall not decay, Whose light shall be as a spell to thee and a blessing on thy way!" The lady glanced at the mirroring steel where her form of g...