I played records on the radio for decades, always enjoyed sharing the music. Now I feel that way about these hymns, the hits and the album tracks, as it were.
Sinful pleasures now are past, I'm an heir with Christ at last, all my time and all my talents are the Lord's. O I'll work for Him each day as I travel on life's way, all my time and all my talents are the Lord's. All my time, all my time, all my time and talents are the Lord's. (George W. Sides)
When I read this woman's case, her love and humble zeal, I confess, with shame of face, my heart is made of steel. Much has been forgiven to me, Jesus paid my heavy score. What a creature must I be that I can love no more! (John Newton)
That path with humble speed I'll seed, in which my Savior's footsteps shine, nor will I hear, nor will I speak of any other love but Thine. Henceforth may no profane delight divide this consecrated soul. Possess it, Thou who hast the right, as Lord and Master of the whole. (Antoinette Bourignon)
Like a compass on the sea, like a star on azure deep is the Bible unto me for my course it safely keeps. Tells me how I strayed and fell, how in sin I lay as dead, but I live its power to tell, blessed book my mother read. Precious book! O wondrous book! Who can tell its power divine? Bearing news of grace so free, book of books, I claim it mine. (Edward S. Ulford)
Be Thou near me, keep and cheer me through life's dark and stormy way. Turn my sadness into gladness, turn my darkness into day. I am coming, I am coming, coming, Savior, to be blessed. I am coming, I am coming, coming, Lord, to Thee for rest. (Helen Rose Young)
God of grace, before Thy throne here our warmest thanks we bring. Thine the glory, Thine alone, loudest praise to Thee we bring. Hear, O hear our grateful song. Let Thy Spirit still descend. Roll the tide of grace along, widening, deepening to the end. (Ray Palmer)
When in their beauty stars unveil their silver light, then, O my Savior, give me songs at night, songs of yonder mansions where the dear ones gone before sing Thy praise forever on that blissful shore. (Fanny Crosby)
Writer/title attribution for seven quotes on 10/15: George W. Sides, All My Time and All My Talents; John Newton, Once a Woman Silent Stood; Antoinette Bourignon, Come, Savior, Jesus, From Above; Edward S. Ulford, The Book My Mother Read; Helen Rose Young, I am Coming; Ray Palmer, Fount of Everlasting Love; Fanny Crosby, What a Friend Thou Art to Me.
To my heart I took the lesson taught me by that bird so frail and I said I have a refuge when the storms of life assail. Trusting in the heavenly Father, sheltered 'neath His mighty arm, when the tempest wild is beating, O my soul, sing in the storm. (Jennie Wilson)
There's surely somewhere a lowly place in earth's harvest fields so white, where I may labor through life's short day for Jesus the Crucified. So trusting my all to Thy tender care and knowing Thou lovest me, I'll do Thy will with a heart sincere, I'll be what You want me to be. (Mary Brown)
Joy is all in serving, giving is true gain. Losing life for others, life we do retain. Try to carry sunshine to the sad and lone, cheer another's pathway, bright will be your own. You can be a blessing if you only try, you can be a blessing as the days go by. (Maud Frazer Jackson)
As near the wished-for port we draw, we lift our hearts in praise to Thee, Almighty Father, loving Lord, our pilot on the troubled sea. By Thy good care in peace we come, from fire and foe securely kept, and after tempest, at Thy word, the waves have laid them down and slept. (Charles E. York)
Repeat their fond words, all their noble deeds cherish, speak pleasantly of them who left us in tears. Other joys may be lost, but their names should not perish while time bears our feet through the valley of years. (James T. Fields)
Is it true when we've fallen into pitfalls of sin, we must always be crippled, never soar high again? No, there's healing in Jesus, there's balm for each pain, and the wing that's been broken can now soar high again. (Unknown)
We lift our hearts, O Lord, to Thee to beg that Thou wilt make them pure, that we by light divine may see and live the life that shall endure. (Thomas Sadler)
Writer/title attribution for seven quotes on 10/14: Jennie Wilson, Singing in the Storm; Mary Brown, I'll Go Where You Want Me to Go; Maud Frazer Jackson, You Can Be a Blessing; Charles E. York, As Near the Wished For Port We Draw; James T. Fields, Forget Not the Dead; Unknown, Healing in Jesus; Thomas Sadler, The Lord Hath Said, "Seek Ye My Face."
Though the rain may fall and the wind be blowing, and cold and chill is the wintry blast, though the cloudy sky is still cloudier growing, and dead leaves tell that the summer has passed, yet my face I hold to the stormy heaven, my heart as calm as a summer sea. I am glad to receive what my God hath given, whate'er it be. (Rebecca N. Taylor)
Give it out to others while the moments roll, O so many 'round us need the happy glow, and the more we share it, brighter it will grow. (Eliza Edmunds Hewitt)
He is able still to deliver thee and His own right hand thy defense shall be. He is able still to deliver thee, then be thou not afraid. (Fanny Crosby)
Oft methinks I hear the boatman, hear the splashing of his oar, coming on to bear me homeward to the bright and golden shore. Oft, by faith, I hear the chorus, catch the saints' triumphal song, and my spirit's earnest longings would the glorious strains prolong. (John W.P. Fackler)