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Standing on the promises of Christ my King,
Through eternal ages let His praises ring,
Glory in the highest, I will shout and sing,
Standing on the promises of God.

Refrain

Standing, standing,
Standing on the promises of God my Savior;
Standing, standing,
I’m standing on the promises of God.

Standing on the promises that cannot fail,
When the howling storms of doubt and fear assail,
By the living Word of God I shall prevail,
Standing on the promises of God.

Standing on the promises I now can see
Perfect, present cleansing in the blood for me;
Standing in the liberty where Christ makes free,
Standing on the promises of God.

Standing on the promises of Christ the Lord,
Bound to Him eternally by love’s strong cord,
Overcoming daily with the Spirit’s sword,
Standing on the promises of God.

Standing on the promises I cannot fall,
Listening every moment to the Spirit’s call
Resting in my Savior as my all in all,
Standing on the promises of God.

R (Russell) Kelso Carter was born this date, 11/18/1849, at Baltimore, Maryland.  In 1887 he was ordained in the Methodist ministry and became active in Wesleyan Holiness movement camp meetings.  Carter was also a chemistry professor, a sheep rancher, author, composer, publisher and even a successful doctor.  “Standing on the Promises” is high among his 68 hymn tunes and 52 poems, many of which were in Hymns of the Christian Life, (A B Simpson).  Carter died 8/23/1928, at Catonsville, Maryland.

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If a    Dentist had been swallowed by the whale

– he’d looked at the teeth,

Botanist – studied whale’s food,

Zoologist – would have studied whale’s construction,

an Evolutionist – looked for similarity,

an Ecologist – examined the odor,

an Author – written up the account (on the spot),

but

          a Backslidden preacher Prayed.                                                 

  – eab, 5/85

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In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

When the woes of life o’ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me,
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more luster to the day.

Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

John Bowring, Sir, was born this date, 10/17/1792, at Exeter in Devon, England.  He was a statesman, was active in Parliament and then governor of Hong Kong.  He was knighted by the Queen 1854.

Bowring was a linguist – mastered five (5) languages by age sixteen (16) and could converse an hundred (100) languages before he died – try to imagine that.  John was also a merchant, a theologian, and the author of a total of sixteen (16) volumes.  Sir Bowring however is best known for this good hymn “In the Cross of Christ I Glory.”

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