Christian, Encouragement, faith, future, God, hope, Jesus, life, love, Music, on Christ, Praise, saved, solid ground

All is not lost when you are hidden in God

Hope for the hopeless

There is a fountain filled with blood 

Drawn from Immanuel’s veins;

And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,

  Lose all their guilty stains:

  Lose all their guilty stains,

  Lose all their guilty stains;

And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,

  Lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoiced to see

  That fountain in his day;

And there may I, though vile as he,

  Wash all my sins away:

  Wash all my sins away,

  Wash all my sins away;

And there may I, though vile as he,

  Wash all my sins away.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
  Shall never lose its power,

Till all the ransomed ones of God

  Be saved, to sin no more:

  Be saved, to sin no more,

  Be saved, to sin no more;

Till all the ransomed ones of God,

  Be saved to sin no more.
E’er since by faith I saw the stream

  Thy flowing wounds supply,

Redeeming love has been my theme,

  And shall be till I die:

  And shall be till I die,

  And shall be till I die;

Redeeming love has been my theme,

  And shall be till I die.
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue

  Lies silent in the grave,

Then in a nobler, sweeter song,

  I’ll sing Thy power to save:

  I’ll sing Thy power to save,

  I’ll sing Thy power to save;

Then in a nobler, sweeter song,

  I’ll sing Thy power to save.

Hymnwriter:  William  Cowper (1731-1800)

There is a fountain filled with blood 

Aside
Christian, Encouragement, faith, God, hope, Jesus, life, love, Music, on Christ, Praise, solid ground

Every man (and woman)

I’m the man with all I’ve ever wanted
All the toys and playing games
I am the one who pours your coffee, corner booth each Saturday
I am your daughter’s favorite teacher
I am the leader of the band
I sit behind you in the bleachers
I am every man

I’m the coach of every winning team and still a loser in my mind
I am the soldier in the Airborn facing giants one more time
I am the woman shamed and haunted by the cry of unborn life
I’m every broken man, nervous child, lonely wife

Is there hope for every man
A solid place where we can stand
In this dry and weary land
Is there hope for every man
Is there love that never dies
Is there peace in troubled times
Someone help me understand
Is there hope for every man

Seems there’s just so many roads to travel, it’s hard to tell where they will lead
My life is scarred and my dreams unraveled
Now I’m scared to take the leap
If I could find someone to follow who knows my pain and feels the weight
The uncertainty of my tomorrow, the guilt and pain of yesterday

There is hope for every man
A solid place where we can stand
In this dry and weary land
There is hope for every man
There is Love that never dies
There is peace in troubled times
Will we help them understand?
Jesus is hope for every man

Standard