When she gets out of bed, she’ll go teach kindergarten.
Anybody out there got any hymn requests? Anyone got any prayers?
It has gotten to be the easiest thing in the world, to find and post “education outrage” stories… every single day. In fact, there are always, always, more than one. I just posted a great big one a few minutes ago.
Now the crooks in Washington are enlisting foreign intelligence agencies to crush individual American citizens–right here at home! Look at the suddenly-arisen herculean efforts to protect “groomers.” They’re teaching in our schools, running Disney Corp., and doing everything they can to push children into sex at an early age. Can we even imagine an innocent reason for this? Crikey! We had that idjit Psaki actually weeping over a few states’ efforts to rein in the groomers. Presidential spokes-creature. Hot dog.
Our country has fallen into terrible trouble; and the very worst of it is the way we use our schools, from kindergarten through college, to “teach” and “celebrate” self-destructive evil.
The only truly productive thing we can do about it is to take the children OUT! of public school and teach them at home. Get them away from the groomers.
America needs our prayers, we need each other’s prayers, we need hymns, we need the Bible–O Jesus Christ our Lord and King, our champion: we need you!
I’d like to request “This Good Day” sung by Fernando Ortega! Here’s the link! https://youtu.be/9OFA-2traQk
Thank you, Joshua–coming right up.
Thank you!
How about “Crown Him with Many Crowns”?
I’m on it.
How about a rousing rendition of “The Battle Hymn of the Republic.”
Saving it for tomorrow–great pick.
Could I please have Harry Belafonte with My Lord what a morning? Thank you.
Tomorrow morning, if I can find it
America needs our prayers…how true, how very true. I have a request, “Abide with Me.” And if you run out of requests, I could list a few hundred. But here are just two more. “My Jesus, I Love Thee” and “Little is Much.” Here are the words to all three:
Abide With Me!
1. Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
2. Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O thou who changest not, abide with me.
3. I need thy presence every passing hour.
What but thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
4. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
5. Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks,
And earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
My Jesus, I Love Thee
1. My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign;
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
2. I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me,
And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree;
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
3. I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;
And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
4. In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;
I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
Little Is Much
1. In the harvest field now ripened,
There’s a work for all to do;
Hark, the Masters voice is calling,
To the harvest calling you.
2. In the mad rush of the broadway,
In the hurry and the strife,
Tell of Jesus’ love and mercy,
Give to them the Word of Life.
3. Does the place you’re called to labor,
Seem so small and little known?
It is great if God is in it,
And He wouldn’t forsake His own.
4. Are you laid aside from service,
Body worn from toil and care?
You can still be in the battle,
In the sacred place of prayer.
5. When the conflict here has ended,
And our race on earth is run,
He will say if you’ve been faithful,
“Welcome home my child – well done!”
Refrain:
Little is much when God is in it!
Labor not for wealth or fame.
There’s a crown – and you can win it,
If you go in Jesus name.
It’s easy to look around and get discouraged by what we see, but I think it’s actually a good thing. Why? Because of the fact that we are seeing it. That means we are no longer asleep. These kind of things didn’t just crop up overnight. They were already there, we just never saw them before. And we were never supposed to see them at all but now we have. This is what the beginnings of a great awakening looks like.