Welcome!  Hymns have been and continue to be a real source of inspiration to me.  My desire in this blog is to share special hymns with my readers hoping that the words will minister to them, especially in times of great personal need.  If one of these hymns ministers to you, please take time to leave a comment so that I know that my blog is helping others as much as it helps me. Sometimes I will also provide a link where you can go to hear the hymn played.  So, please join me here each week and sing along as we praise God together.

Sunday, January 4, 2009


My father-in-law who was called home a few weeks ago at the age of 96 had requested that this hymn be played or sung at his funeral.  Written by Ira Stamphill, the message is one that my father-in-law shared with almost everyone he met.  He knew that the Lord had made him a new creation and the desire of his heart was to see others come to the Lord and experience the same transformation that he did.  He often said that the Lord had pulled him out of the mirey clay and set his feet on the rock to stay.  While we felt that he definitely had the gift of evangelism, he denied this.  He said that all Christians had the mandate to share the Gospel and that he was only doing what the Lord called him to do.  And in memory of him and his faithful life before the Lord, I felt that I needed to share this hymn and this message with others.  He would have wanted this.  So, if you've never experienced the joy of the new life in Christ, then today there is still room at the cross for you.  Accept Him today, don't put it off another minute.  What a great way that would be to start the new year!

(1)    The cross upon which Jesus died
Is a shelter in which we can hide
And its grace so free is sufficient for me
And deep is its fountain as wide as the sea.

There's room at the cross for you
There's room at the cross for you
Though millions have come, there's still room for one
Yes there's room at the cross for you.

(2)   Though millions have found him a friend
And have turned from the sins they have sinned
The Savior still waits to open the gates
And welcome a sinner before it's too late.

(3)   The hand of my Savior is strong
And the love of my Savior is long
Through sunshine or rain, through loss or in gain,
The blood flows from Calvary to cleanse every stain.

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