The Dust in the Scale
Isaiah 40:15

The last time you weighed something didn’t you stop
To blow off the dust that had gathered on top?
Why not? Weren’t you worried you’d pay way too much
Or not see your progress because of its touch?

The nations that gather and rage day by day
Are dust in the balance that no one would weigh,
Compared to Jehovah they’re hardly a thing
So why are you worried if He is your King?

Christina Joy Hommes

“Who hath directed the Spirit of the LORD, or being His counsellor hath taught Him? With whom took He counsel, and who instructed Him, and taught Him in the path of judgment, and taught Him knowledge, and shewed to Him the way of understanding? Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance: behold, He taketh up the isles as a very little thing.” Isaiah 40:13-15

How Need Revives Our Faith

So often when we feel our need
For special help and grace
It drives us to our knees in prayer
To find that sacred place.

But as we seek to enter in
We see we’ve gone astray,
It leads us to repent anew
That we might truly pray.

Then, clean once more, we ask for grace
And bring the Lord our need,
With earnest faith we seek His face
And for His help we plead.

When He replies with comfort sweet
And gifts that show His care,
Our happy souls rejoice in Him
Who kindly answers prayer.

So by our need of earthly things
The Lord revives our hearts,
What once seemed bad He turns to good
And faith and zeal imparts.

Christina Joy Hommes

Finding Joy

If, when you’ve lost your joy, you say,
“But here’s the reason why.”
You’ll always have a new excuse
That you can then apply.

Today it’s what a loved one did,
Tomorrow it’s a fear,
The next day something else will break –
More troubles will appear.

Then if you wait to have true joy
Till everything goes right,
You’ll wait until you’ve reached the land
Of perfect peace and light.

But Jesus said, “I’ve said these things
So you can have my joy –
A joy that will remain in you
Which nothing can destroy.”

The Spirit gives true joy to those
He works to sanctify;
The Father gives us joy in hope
Which earthly things can’t buy.

God offers joy that’s full and sweet,
Abounding day by day,
Untouched by every circumstance
That meets us in the way.

So, if you find you have no joy,
Don’t look for reasons why,
Instead look up to God the Lord
And draw from His supply.

Christina Joy Hommes

“These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.” John 15:11

“But the fruit of the Spirit is…joy.” Galatians 5:22-23

“Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.” Romans 15:13

God Is…

The King of earth and heaven
Who reigns in truth and love
Who holds the mighty oceans
And spread the stars above

The Lord of grace and glory
Who guides the sun and moon
Who sends the rain and thunder
And writes the songbird’s tune

The Master of creation
Who holds all things in place
Who shows His mighty power
With beauty, care, and grace

The God of perfect glory
Majestic in His ways
So worthy of all power
All worship and all praise

Christina Joy Hommes

No Quotas for Prayer

I do not have to pick and choose
Requests that I will pray;
There’s not a limit on the things
That God will do each day.

He has no quotas set for prayer,
No limits on His grace;
He won’t run out of strength I know
Or hide His shining face.

Compassion flows from dawn to dusk
Then through the lonely night;
His mercies greet each morning new
With patience always bright.

So when I find that I have needs –
Impossible or small –
I’ll bring them to my Father’s throne
And know He hears them all.

Christina Joy Hommes

What Can I Give?

I think of all Christ gives to me –
His life, His home, His love.
He gave Himself to rescue me
Though He is King above.

And then I think, ‘What can I give
To show my thanks to Him?’
Compared to what He has, I know
The best gifts would seem dim.

If all the world were mine to give
With all the stars that shine,
They would not be enough for Him
Whose grace and love are mine.

If all earth’s thrones with all their sway
Were mine to give away,
They would not be enough for Him
Who answers when I pray.

If those are small, what can I give?
What could He want from me?
For I am His by double right –
He made and set me free.

What He desires is mine to give –
My life, my love, my praise.
Lord, these are Yours with all I am
Through all life’s hours and days.

Christina Joy Hommes