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Love Had Gathered Me Into His Arms ~ Amy Carmichael

Love, travelling in the greatness of His strength, Found me alone, Footsore and tired by the journey's length, Though I had known All the long way many a kindly air, And flowers had blossomed for me everywhere. And y…
Daughters of Sarah: Amy Carmichael

It's obvious, if you have read this blog for any length of time, that Amy Carmichael is one of my favorite authors. She's not a favorite author of mine just because she wrote good books, but because she lived what she…
Nearer To Thee ~ Elizabeth Prentiss

Nearer to Thee I am alone; no human eye Heeds where I am or what I do- How shall I spend the time, what work What pastime shall I now pursue? If Thou, dear Jesus, wert on earth In human form, how soon my feet Should…
So Be It ~ Elizabeth Prentiss

So Be It So be it; 'tis Thy plan not mine, And being Thine is good; My God, my will shall yield to Thine Ere it is understood. So be it; I a child of dust Will not oppose Thy way, Move on, mysterious Will, I trust,…
Backsliding ~ Elizabeth Prentiss

Backsliding All I am suffering now is just the portion Brought on myself by falling back from Thee My dearest Friend, in folly most astounding; Oh can I pardoned, rescued can I be? Canst Thou permit me to fall down bef…
Love Gave Himself For Thee ~ Amy Carmichael

I have a Saviour, though I sought Through earth and air and sea I could not find a word, a thought, To show Him worthily. But planted here in rock and moss I see the Sign of utmost loss, I hear a word- On Calvary's cr…
Ever At Work ~ Elizabeth Prentiss

Ever at Work Ever at work, my weary hands Might never folded be; New tasks were ever given, and There was no rest for me. Others sat quietly at ease From toilsome labor free; I ceased not, for the Master said There …
Weariness ~ Elizabeth Prentiss

Weariness Ah is there, anywhere, a sorer heart, Than this sore heart of mine? Jesus, have mercy on me, let me lay Its griefs on Thine. If Thou dost fail me, everything will fail; Pain be too hard to bear; Then dost Tho…
Healing ~ Elizabeth Prentiss

Healing Low in the dust of self-abasement lying, O'er a poor, wasted life my heart is sighing, Lord Jesus, heal my soul! I have sought riches, glory, comfort, pleasure; In Thee I saw no beauty, sought no treasure; Lord…
A Wish ~ Elizabeth Prentiss

A Wish Oh that with ready grace my heart could give What God requires; That there within it lived no grasping will No fond desires. It grieves, it pains me that I do not fly O Christ, to Thee, To lay this treasure at T…