ONLY BELIEVE

Paul Rader (1879 - 1938) was one of the most powerful evangelistic speakers of the early 20th Century.  He often described himself as an "ex-bellboy, ex-cowboy, ex-prospector, ex-football player and ex-pugilist."  He pastored Moody Church in Chicago (1915-1921) and founded the Chicago Gospel Tabernacle in 1922 where he pastored for 11 years.  He wrote many Gospel song lyrics and was instrumental in the founding of the Tabernacle Publishing Company. He was also a pioneer of Christian broadcasting. In the early 20's, during the beginning days of radio, WBBM in Chicago would close on Sundays and Rader got permission to use their studios.  For several years he ran a 14-hour Christian program every Sunday.  He called his station WJBT, "Where Jesus Blesses Thousands".  The General Council of the C&MA convened at Toccoa Falls in May 1919. The delegates were housed in army tents supplied by Fort McPherson in Atlanta, and the guests considered this "camping out" experience to be most meaningful. Rader, elected president of the C&MA at that Council, was greatly moved by stories of the hardships and difficulties that the Toccoa Falls family had faced since 1913, and others, that the school was still facing. In his room in Staley Cottage, Rader wrote this week's song choice and it has been widely used in evangelical Christian circles of succeeding generations.   His words remind us that during our journey on this earth we will face many trials and challenges.  However, God is in control and can do the impossible.  Our part is to believe what He says and then to trust Him.  But so often we don't put that into practice, even though we know better.  We worry and fret instead of believing and trusting.  But He never forsakes the flock of His love.  Maybe that is a truth that you need to believe and claim this week.  Only believe, all things are possible, only believe.

(1)   Fear not, little flock, from the cross to the throne,

From death into life He went for His own;

All power in earth, all power above,

Is given to Him for the flock of His love.

Only believe, only believe;

All things are possible, only believe,

Only believe, only believe;

All things are possible, only believe.

(2)   Fear not, little flock, He goeth ahead,

Your Shepherd selecteth the path you must tread;

The waters of Marah He'll sweeten for thee,

He drank all the bitter in Gethsemane.

Only believe, only believe;

All things are possible, only believe,

Only believe, only believe;

All things are possible, only believe.

(3)   Fear not, little flock, whatever your lot,

He enters all rooms, "the doors being shut,"

He never forsakes; He never is gone,

So count on His presence in darkness and dawn.

Only believe, only believe;

All things are possible, only believe,

Only believe, only believe;

All things are possible, only believe.

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MY FAITH LOOKS UP TO THEE

William Palmer (1805-1887) had an interesting heritage.  He was a descendent of William Palmer who came to Plymouth in the ship Fortune in 1621 and also John and Priscilla Alden through their daughter Elizabeth.  At the age of thirteen he was sent out on his own by his father Judge Palmer of Rhode Island.  Later, he was converted and then left his job in a dry goods store to get an education. He enrolled at Phillips Andover Academy and later at Yale University. As a child he learned to record the expression of what his heart felt,  often in verse form. While he was a tutor at a New York school, in 1830, his soul was filled with deep emotion as he thought about the riches of Christ's grace and love.  As a result of this experience, he composed six stanzas.  The words were written on a loose sheet and then accurately copied into a small book of verses which he often carried in his pocket. He never expected his verses to be seen by anybody else.   But two or three years later, on a street in Boston, he met Dr. Lowell Mason, a well known composer of hymn tunes.  When Mason invited Palmer to write something for a new hymnal, Palmer drew out his notebook and shared this poem.  The musician was attracted by it and requested a copy.  They stepped into a doorway and there made a copy.  Dr. Mason was so impressed with the poem that he composed an original tune to which the hymn is almost always sung.  Dr. Mason later told Palmer "You may live many years and do many good things, but I think you will be best known to posterity as the author of My Faith Looks Up to Thee."  Four of his stanzas are generally sung today. The words, penned in the quiet of his room, are profound and still applicable today.  Rejoice this week in this reminder of God's marvelous grace to you as you continue to place your faith in the One who will someday bear each of His family safe as a ransomed soul.

My faith looks up to Thee,

Thou Lamb of Calvary, Savior divine!

Now hear me while I pray, take all my guilt away,

O let me from this day be wholly Thine!

May Thy rich grace impart

Strength to my fainting heart, my zeal inspire!

As Thou hast died for me, O may my love to Thee,

Pure warm, and changeless be, a living fire!

While life's dark maze I tread,

And griefs around me spread, be Thou my Guide;

Bid darkness turn to day, wipe sorrow's tears away,

Nor let me ever stray from Thee aside.

When ends life's transient dream,

When death's cold sullen stream over me roll;

Blest Savior, then in love, fear and distrust remove;

O bear me safe above, a ransomed soul!

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SING PRAISE TO GOD WHO REIGNS ABOVE

This old hymn of praise dates back to 1675, years after the Protestant Reformation.  During the time of Luther the early Lutherans were full of holy zeal.  But as often happens, a generation later the movement had slowed down and the church life tended to be formal and shallow.  Their doctrine was generally correct but their fire had cooled.  During that time Philip Spencer accepted a call to pastor the Lutheran Church in Frankfort am Main.  But instead of preaching the prescribed texts, he began to preach through the entire Bible.  He called for repentance and serious discipleship.  In 1669 he preached from the Sermon on the Mount and revival broke out in his church.  People were converted and lives and families were transformed.  Johann Schultz, a prominent city attorney who practiced both civil and church law was excited about the growing  revival and suggested that Spencer take some of the converts and disciple them in small home prayer and Bible study groups.  Spencer did this and the groups grew.  These people were called "Pietists", in derision, but the revival continued to spread throughout Germany.  It is now  known in history as the "Pietistic Movement".  And so it is said that out of his joy of what was happening, Johann Schutz wrote this great hymn.  It is sung to a traditional Bohemian melody named "kirchengesange"  As a result of the influence of Spencer, his own pietistic wife, and his belief in millennialism, Schutz eventually left the Lutheran Church in 1686 to become a Separatist and join the Moravians.  He died in Frankfort at the age of 49 in 1690.  Part of his legacy is this hymn of praise in which each verse ends with the proclamation "To God all praise and glory".  And this week may we be reminded that this should be our desire and goal each day of our lives.

(1)   Sing praise to God Who reigns above, the God of all creation,

The God of power, the God of love, the God of our salvation.

With healing balm my soul is filled and every faithless murmur stilled:

To God all praise and glory.

(2)   What God's almighty power hath made His gracious mercy keepeth,

By morning glow or evening shade His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth;

Within the kingdom of His might, Lo! all is just and all is right:

To God all praise and glory.

(3)   The Lord is never far away, but through all grief distressing,

An ever present help and stay, our peace and joy and blessing.

As with a mother's tender hand, God gently leads the chosen band:

To God all praise and glory.

(4)   Thus, all my toilsome way along, I sing aloud Thy praises,

That earth may hear the grateful song my voice unwearied raises.

Be joyful in the Lord, my heart, both soul and body bear your part:

To God all praise and glory.

(5)   Let all who name Christ's holy Name give God all praise and glory;

Let all who own His power proclaim aloud the wondrous story!

Cast each false idol from its throne, for Christ is Lord, and Christ alone:

To God all praise and glory.

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STILL SWEETER EVERY DAY

As a youngster growing up I loved to sing the hymns that had a moving backtime part in the chorus.  This week's choice is one of those.  I really enjoyed joining the men and altos in belting out the backtime in this one.  It became one of my favorites to request and sing.  But I guess in those days I never really thought about the words.  I guess as you grow older your attention begins to focus on them and they become the important thing.  And how true the words of this hymn have become.  I have found that every day my heart is drawn closer to the Savior and He does become still sweeter to me than He was the day before.  He does fill and satisfy my longing spirit over and over.  And He has given sweet relief in times that my heart has been so heavy and burdened.  And yet, here on this earth, we really can't even imagine half of what heaven will be like and what our relationship with Him will be like then. But I am sure that it will be even more sweeter than it is here on earth. I imagine that this was the testimony of the hymn writer, William C. Martin, when he wrote the words about 1899.  The music was provided by C. Austin Miles.  Martin was pastor of the Noank Baptist Church in Noank, Connecticut (1894-1900). He later served at the East Albany First Baptist Church in Boston, Massachusetts and then at the First Baptist Church in Ft. Myers, Florida, from 1912 until his death. He was a prolific hymn writer, even though this and the hymn My Anchor Holds are really the only ones included in most hymnals. Miles had a career as a pharmacist but left that to write music for Gospel songs.  He served as editor and manager of the Hall-Mack publishers for 27 years.  According to Miles, "It is as a writer of gospel songs I am proud to be known, for in that way I may be of the most use to my Master, whom I serve willingly although not as efficiently as is my desire."   I hope this hymn by Martin and Miles is your testimony this week.

(1)   To Jesus every day I find my heart is closer drawn,

He's fairer than the glory of the gold and purple dawn;

He's all my fancy pictures in its fairest dreams, and more,

Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied

This side the golden shore;

O there He'll be still sweeter

Than He ever was before.

(2)    His glory broke upon me when I saw Him from afar,

He's fairer than the lily, brighter than the morning star;

He fills and satisfies my longing spirit o'er and o'er,

Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied

This side the golden shore;

O there He'll be still sweeter

Than He ever was before.

(3)   My heart is sometimes heavy, but He comes with sweet relief,

He folds me to His bosom when I droop with blighting grief;

I love the Christ Who all my burdens in His body bore,

Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied

This side the golden shore;

O there He'll be still sweeter

Than He ever was before.

I had a difficult time finding a good rendition of this week's choice but here is one that is adequate.   LISTEN
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THE LONGER I SERVE HIM

It is unusual to choose a Gospel song that might have been written in our lifetime since so many of those usually chosen were written over a century or more ago.  But this week's choice was made popular by Bill and Gloria Gather after they wrote it in 1965.  There are probably two reasons that this was selected this week.  First, my wife and I will again be leading a monthly hymn sing at Pinebrook Bible Conference later this week.  We have chosen the title "Serving Joyfully" and will sing hymns based on this theme.  There are many hymns to choose from on this theme but this one certainly came to mind very quickly.  The second reason is that my cousin just sent me a CD of a special program that honored by grandfather on his 65th year in the ministry.  The program included many godly saints who were key figures in my life over the years.  Most of them are now at home with the Lord.  But hearing their testimonies again impressed me with the fact that the longer we do serve the Lord the sweeter and closer He becomes to us.  My grandfather, Pastor Norman H. Wolf, was a special example of that.  Despite all the problems and heartaches he faced in 65 years of ministry, he developed such a positive spirit and it was obvious to all that he walked closer to the Lord each day. He had a tremendous influence on thousands of lives. Then one day, while he was resting in his chair, the Lord just came and quietly took him home to be with Him.  Unfortunately not all people mature and grow old like my grandfather.  Some folks become complainers and bitter and people hate to be around them. Sometimes that attitude may be caused by the physical problems of aging but sometimes it is probably the result of not walking closely each day with the Lord and not serving Him throughout their life. Retirement should not be in our vocabulary when it comes to walking with the Lord and serving Him.  When we draw closer to Him each day He does grow sweeter, we do experience more joy, and our heart can overflow despite the many growing challenges of life.  I don't know how long you have been walking with the Lord and serving Him, but may this week's choice remind you and challenge you to make that a priority so that this song will also be your testimony, as it is mine.

(1)   Since I started for the kingdom since my life he controls 

Since I gave my heart to Jesus 

The longer I serve him the sweeter he grows  

The Longer I serve the sweeter he grows 

The more I love him more joy he bestows 

Each day is like is like Heaven my heart overflows 

The longer I serve him the sweeter he grows 

(2)   Every need he is supplying plenteous grace he bestows 

Everyday my way gets brighter 

The longer I serve him the sweeter he grows 

The Longer I serve the sweeter he grows 

The more I love him more joy he bestows 

Each day is like is like Heaven my heart overflows 

The longer I serve him the sweeter he grows 

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