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What a Friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do your friends despise, forsake you? Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield you; you will find a solace there.

Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised Thou wilt all our burdens bear
May we ever, Lord, be bringing all to Thee in earnest prayer.
Soon in glory bright unclouded there will be no need for prayer
Rapture, praise and endless worship will be our sweet portion there.

 

Joseph Medlicott Scriven died this date, 8/10/1886 at Port Hope, On­tar­io.  Aft­er his

fi­an­cée drowned in Ireland (night be­fore they were to mar­ry) he moved to Can­a­da.  There he taught school and be­came en­gaged to Eliza Roche, in amaz­ing co­in­ci­dence, Eliza died short­ly before their wed­ding.  Yet Scriven could pen, “What a Friend We Have in Jesus

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Christ the Savior came from Heaven’s glory,
To redeem the lost from sin and shame;
On His brow He wore the thorn-crown glory,
And upon Calvary He took my blame.

Refrain

He lives on high, He lives on high,
Triumphant over sin and all its stain;
He lives on high, He lives on high,
Some day He’s coming again.

2.

He arose from death and all its sorrow,
To dwell in that land of joy and love;
He is coming back some glad tomorrow,
And He’ll take all His children home above.

3.

Weary soul, to Jesus come confessing,
Redemption from sin He offers thee;
Look to Jesus and receive a blessing,
There is life, there is joy and victory!

 

Baylus Benjamin (B. B. ) McKinney was born this date 7/22/1886 in Heflin, Louisiana. He attended and later taught at South­west­ern Bap­tist Sem­in­a­ry in Ft. Worth, Tex­as.

B. B. composed music and words to some 150 songs.  Among those are “Let Go and Let God” “Lord, Lay Some Soul upon My Heart” and “’Neath the Old Olive Trees.” He was the first editor of The Church Musician, a Southern Baptist publication.  He died in a car crash 9/7/1952 at Bry­son Ci­ty, North Car­o­li­na.

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“Must I go, and empty handed,”
Thus my dear Redeemer meet?
Not one day of service give Him,
Lay no trophy at His feet?

Refrain

“Must I go, and empty handed?”
Must I meet my Savior so?
Not one soul with which to greet Him,
Must I empty handed go?

2.

Not at death I shrink or falter,
For my Savior saves me now;
But to meet Him empty handed,
Thought of that now clouds my brow.

3.

O the years in sinning wasted,
Could I but recall them now,
I would give them to my Savior,
To His will I’d gladly bow.

4.

O ye saints, arouse, be earnest,
Up and work while yet ’tis day;
Ere the night of death o’ertake thee,
Strive for souls while still you may.

 

Charles Carroll Luther was born this date (5/17/1847) Wor­ces­ter, MA.  Luther at­tend­ed Brown Un­i­ver­si­ty, and was a jour­nal­ist and lay evan­gel­ist be­fore be­ing or­dained as a Bap­tist min­is­ter in 1886. He died 11/4/1924 at Farm­ing­dale, Long Is­land, NY.

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