Our Highest Joys

By fredlmillerjr@gmail.com

Author Unknown Our high­est joys suc­ceed our griefs,And peace is born of pain;Smiles follow bit­ter blind­ing tears,As sun­shine fol­lows rain. We gain our rest through wea­ri­ness,From bit­ter draw the sweet:Strength comes from weak­ness, hope from…

The Worth of Prayer

By fredlmillerjr@gmail.com

William Cowper What various hindrances we meetIn coming to the mercy seat!Yet who that knows the worth of prayerBut wishes to be often there! Prayer makes the darkened clouds withdraw;Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw;Gives…

No One Else

By fredlmillerjr@gmail.com

There was no other good enoughTo pay the price of sin.He only could unlock the gateOf heav’n, and let us in. from There is a Green Hill Far Away (1848) by Cecil Frances Alexander

His Robes for Mine

By fredlmillerjr@gmail.com

by Hymns of Grace, 2021 His robes for mine, O wonderful exchangeClothed in my sin, Christ suffered ‘neath God’s rageDraped in His righteousness, I’m justifiedIn Christ I live, for in my place He died (Chorus)I…