Christian Poems of COMFORT

(Various authors)

"I have been through the 'Valley Of Weeping', the valley of sorrow and pain; but the 'God of all comfort' was with me, at-hand to uphold and sustain.

"As the earth needs the clouds and the sunshine, our souls need both sorrow and joy; so He places us oft in the furnace, the dross from the gold to destroy.

"When He leads thru some valley of trouble, His Omnipotent hand we trace; for the trials and sorrows He sends us, are a part of His lessons in grace.

"Oft we shrink from the purging and pruning, forgetting the Husbandman knows; that the deeper the cutting and paring, the richer the cluster that grows!

"Well He knows that affliction is needed; He has a wise purpose in view, and in the dark valley He whispers, 'Hereafter thou'lt know what I do!'.

"As we travel thru life's shadowed valley, fresh springs of His love ever rise; and we learn that our sorrows and losses, are blessings just sent in disguise.

"So we'll follow wherever He leadeth, let the path be dreary or bright; for we've proved that our God can give comfort; our God can give songs in the night!" --Anonomous

("Without a hurt, the heart is hollow!" --A line from the musical, "FANTASTIKS")

I know that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me; A token of His love He gives, A pledge of liberty.

I find him lifting up my head, He brings salvation near, His presence makes me free indeed, And He will soon appear.

He wills that I should holy be, What can withstand His will? The counsel of His grace in me He surely shall fulfill.

Jesus, I hang upon Thy Word; I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord And to Thyself receive,

Joyful in hope, my spirit soars To meet Thee from above, Thy goodness thankfully adores; And sure I taste Thy love.

Thy love I soon expect to find, In all its depth and height; To comprehend the eternal mind, And grasp the Infinite.

When God is Mine and I am His, Of paradise possessed, I taste unutterable bliss, And everlasting rest.

The bliss of those that fully dwell, Fully in Thee believe, ’Tis more than angel tongues can tell, Or angel minds conceive.

Thou only knowst, Who didst obtain, And die to make it known; The great salvation now explain, And perfect us in one! -- Charles Wesley, 1741

Jesus, my only Hope, Friend ever dear, Bend to my earnest prayer Thy gracious ear; Come from Thy throne above, come and my dross remove, Fill me with perfect love, Savior, to Thee.

Jesus, my only Hope, grant me Thy grace, Teach me in joy and pain Thy hand to trace; Keep Thou my heart in peace, bid ev’ry murmur cease, Come and my faith increase, Savior, in Thee.

Jesus, my only Hope, Jesus, my King, Help me with heart and voice Thy praise to sing; Now let Thy beams divine bright o’er my pathway shine, Draw me, O Savior mine, closer to Thee.

Jesus, my only Hope, be Thou my Guest; Under Thy mighty wings, O let me rest, Rest till the angel band home to the promised land Bears me at Thy command, Savior, to Thee. --Fanny Crosby, 1886

My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

When darkness seems to hide His face, I rest on His unchanging grace. In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood, Support me in the whelming flood. When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my Hope and Stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound, Oh may I then in Him be found. Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ the solid Rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand; All other ground is sinking sand. --Edward Mote, 1834

Soft as the voice of an angel, Breathing a lesson unheard, Hope with a gentle persuasion Whispers her comforting word: Wait till the darkness is over, Wait till the tempest is done, Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, After the shower is gone.

If, in the dusk of the twilight, Dim be the region afar, Will not the deepening darkness Brighten the glimmering star? Then when the night is upon us, Why should the heart sink away? When the dark midnight is over, Watch for the breaking of day.

Hope, as an anchor steadfast, Rends the dark veil for the soul, Whither the Master has entered, Robbing the grave of its goal. Come then, O come, glad fruition, Come to my sad weary heart; Come, O Thou blest hope of glory, Never, O never depart.

Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice, Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. --Septimus Winner, 1868

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