This Precious Book
Lord, thank You for this precious Book
That speaks to me Your love,
That set me in the way of life
And guides my steps above.
Dear Spirit, give me eyes to see
My Savior in each word,
And help me know how I should live
The things I’ve read and heard.
Please shape my plans and my desires,
Transform my heart and mind;
Help me believe what You have said
And every promise kind.
O, burn its truth within my heart
To shape both thought and deed,
That I might be a living book
For those around to read.
Lord, thank You for this precious Book
That speaks to me Your grace;
Each day I’ll seek and love its truth
Until I see Your face.
Christina Joy Hommes
Sometimes the Path Is Bumpy
Sometimes the path is bumpy
On which we walk through life
With roots and stones to trip us
And lined with grief and strife.
But Jesus went before us
To prove it leads above
Where He is kindly waiting
To welcome us in love.
Our Father made the pathway
And clears it day by day
So we won’t face a problem
That turns our soul away.
The Spirit walks beside us
To comfort, cheer, and guide –
His help to those who seek Him
Will never be denied.
So when the path is sunlit,
Or lonely, dark, and long,
The Lord Himself is with us
And He will give a song.
Christina Joy Hommes
O Holy Spirit, fill with might
My feeble, fainting soul;
Reveal to me eternal light
Which makes my spirit whole.
O Teacher, come and point my mind
To Jesus Christ my Lord,
Through Your instruction help me find
The treasures in His Word.
O living Comforter divine,
Bear witness in my heart
That God and Christ are ever mine;
Your hope and peace impart.
O Strength that raised to life from death
My Savior, work in me –
Be now the heavenly life and breath
That I like Christ may be.
O faithful Interceding One,
For me pray earnestly
Until the work of Christ is done
As He desires in me.
O Fire of God, fill me with zeal
To do God’s will alone;
And teach my sinful heart to feel
Christ’s love which is my own.
O Opener of blinded eyes,
Convict me of my sin;
And make God’s smile the only prize
That rules my thoughts within.
O Mighty God, each day make me
A temple fit for You,
That I may only ever be
A servant good and true.
Christina Joy Hommes
