Joesph

Young “Joe” had a dream – make that two,

They seemed to come “out of the blue.”

Though often “let down,”

He eventually found,

His leadership dreams all came true. – eab, 3/3/05 Gen 37.9 

Written in Kingston, Ontario, Canada 

 

 

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“SELECTED”

Ever see a poem “- Selected”?

Did its author feel neglected?

Good publishers all, of course,

Always show the correct source,

Responsibility reflecting.

 

But if some printer has refused,

Really, why make him feel abused

Yield to his unkind “Edit.”

Allow failure for “credit.”

(Notice above the First Letters used.) J – eab, 11/29/05

Penned in Kingston (eastern) Ontario, Canada.  

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Don’t Turn the Post

Now and then I see where prankster,

 Has turned a corner post.

And “Main” becomes “Franklin,”  

And “Franklin,” “Main” – almost.

 

Locals know that “Main” is “Main,”

Not turning where miss-signed,

And the turned-street labels,

Make them to humor inclined.

 

But to the traveler on his journey

From his home to city far,

Doesn’t know the sign is wrong

And his day can fully mar,

 

By the miss-labeled street,

He may turn and travel long,

Only to sadly learn

His miles and hours were wrong.

 

If the devil can spin the signs,

Call that “Narrow” which is “Broad,”

And call the “Broadway,” “Narrow,”

Leading folks away from God,

 

Then satan may see them die,

Die despairing of Calvary’s cost,

Because they turned the wrong corner,

And were forever lost.

 

Preacher, do not be a prankster,

Turning the sign on the corner post,

“Winning” people by your humor,

Not preaching with the Holy Ghost.

 

And Traveler, oft check the map,

It the narrow and broad has told. 

Remember, the adage is still true,

“All that glitters is not gold.”   –eab, 2/9/06

 

Written in Kingston, Ontario, Canada.

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Tares and Wheat

The tares and wheat together grow,

At harvest time angels will know,

They’ll separate good from the bad,

The tares to be burned, Oh, how sad!

Are you wheat?  Do you for Christ glow?  -eab, 2/2/07

Penned in eastern Ontario, Canada, while pastoring the Kingston Pilgrim Holiness Church.

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George Beverly Shea – birth, Feb. 1, 1909

“The Wonder of It All”

 

There’s the wonder of sunset at evening

The wonder as sunrise I see

But the wonder of wonders that thrills my soul

Is the wonder that God loves me.

 

Refrain

O the wonder of it all,

The wonder of it all,

Just to think that God loves me

O the wonder of it all,

The wonder of it all,

Just to think that God loves me

2.

There’s the wonder of springtime and harvest

The sky, the stars, the sun

But the wonder of wonders that thrills my soul

Is the wonder that’s only begun.

 

George Beverly Shea was born this date (2/1/1909) in Winchester, Ontario, Canada.  The house in which he was born is about a block or two west of the main section of town (on the main street).  It is a frame house on the south side within very easy walking distance of the Wesley Methodist Church his dad, Adam I. Shea pastored. He is 100 years old today.   

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Oswald J Smith – Converted, Jan. 28, 1906

“The Song of the Soul Set Free”

Fairest of ten thousand is Jesus Christ, my Savior,
The Lily of the Valley, The Bright and Morning Star.
He is all my glory, and in this heart of mine
Forevermore I’m singing a song of love divine.

Refrain
‘Tis the song of the soul set free,
And its melody is ringing.
‘Tis the song of the soul set free;
Joy and peace to me it’s bringing.
‘Tis the song of the soul set free;
And my heart is ever singing,
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! The song of the soul set free!
2.
Once my heart was burdened, but now I am forgiven,
And with a song of gladness, I’m on my way to heav’n.
Christ is my Redeemer; my Song of Songs is He.
My Savior, Lord, and Master–to Him my praise shall be.
3.
When He came to save me, He set the joybells ringing,
And now I’m ever singing, For Christ has ransomed me.
Once I lived in darkenss; the light I could not see.
But now I sing His praises, for He was set me free.
4.
Angels cannot sing it–this song of joy and freedom,
For mortals only know it, the ransomed and the free.
Slaves were they in bondage and deepest misery;
But now they sing triumphant their songs of liberty.

Oswald Jeffrey Smith was Converted to Christ this date (1/28/1906) in a R A Torrey meeting in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He was 16.  God allowed him to pastor in Toronto from 1915 – 1959 most of those years at People’s Church of Toronto

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Cain

Oh, how to describe the man Cain,

His life was sad and vain.

His soul was unstable.

He killed brother Able,

And answered God back without pain.

-eab, 3/3/05 

 

Written on Princess Street in Kingston, ON

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Your Life

You cannot live another’s life,

Strive ever so hard, live ever so long;

You can never feel their pain, or sing their song.

You have your own terrific life to live,

Your own personal niche to fulfill;

Give it, Friend, all your ability.

Give your great life all your forceful, free will.

He, who gave you your life, loves you still!  – eab, 1/3/07

 

Written while pastoring a church in Kingston, Ontario, Canada – an interesting and educational experience and (I hope for one or more) a soul inspiring time as well.

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So Able

Born the King above everything,

A King, though in a stable,

Born so poor, beyond inn door,

So poor – and yet so able!   -eab, 12/19/06

Written while pastoring in Kingston, Ontario, Canada

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Lead to Worship

Men who feel quite adequate

To tell you which “i” to dot,

To tell you what you are to do – not;

Ought also to be able,

To tell you how humbly to praise,

How in quietude and true gratitude

You should voice and hands raise.

We lack not in “liners up,”

And men who love that line,

We need men who will lead to worship,

Men who live and love in the divine.

Oh, may the incense of my heart,

Toward heaven daily depart!      -eab, 1/3/07

Written while pastoring with the Pilgrim Holiness in Kingston, Ontario.

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