Today I will sing a new song to the LORD!

Psalm 144

Blessed be the Lord, my rock,


Who trains my hands for war,


And my fingers for battle;


My lovingkindness and my fortress,


My stronghold and my deliverer,


My shield and He in whom I take refuge,


Who subdues my people under me.


O Lord, what is man, that You take knowledge of him?


Or the son of man, that You think of him?


Man is like a mere breath;


His days are like a passing shadow.

Bow Your heavens, O Lord, and come down;


Touch the mountains, that they may smoke.


Flash forth lightning and scatter them;


Send out Your arrows and confuse them.


Stretch forth Your hand from on high;


Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,


Out of the hand of aliens


Whose mouths speak deceit,


And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

I will sing a new song to You, O God;


Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You,


Who gives salvation to kings,


Who rescues David His servant from the evil sword.


Rescue me and deliver me out of the hand of aliens,


Whose mouth speaks deceit


And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

Let our sons in their youth be as grown-up plants,


And our daughters as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace;

Let our garners be full, furnishing every kind of produce,


And our flocks bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;


Let our cattle bear


Without mishap and without loss,


Let there be no outcry in our streets!


How blessed are the people who are so situated;


How blessed are the people whose God is the Lord!

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So very thankful!! Jesus Paid it All

I hear the Savior say,
"Thy strength indeed is small,
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all."

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

Lord, now indeed I find
Thy pow'r and Thine alone,
Can change the leper's spots
And melt the heart of stone.

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

For nothing good have I
Where-by Thy grace to claim;
I'll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv'ry's Lamb. 

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

And when, before the throne,
I stand in Him complete,
"Jesus died my soul to save,"
My lips shall still repeat. 

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

--Elvina M. Hall

We must raise our heads in joy and honor!

“Homemaking—

being a full-time wife and mother— 

is not a destructive drought of uselessness 

but an overflowing oasis of opportunity; 

it is not a dreary cell to contain one’s talents and skills 

but a brilliant catalyst to channel creativity

and energies into meaningful work.”

- Thank you to Dorothy Patterson

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The Hope we need

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds

In a believer’s ear!

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

And drives away his fear.

It makes the wounded spirit whole

And calms the troubled breast;

’Tis manna to the hungry soul,

And to the weary, rest.

Dear Name! the Rock on which I build,

My Shield and Hiding Place,

My never-failing Treas’ry filled

With boundless stores of grace!

Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,

My Prophet, Priest, and King;

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,

Accept the praise I bring.

Weak is the effort of my heart,

And cold my warmest thought;

But when I see Thee as Thou art,

I’ll praise Thee as I ought.

Till then I would Thy love proclaim

With every fleeting breath,

And may the music of Thy name

Refresh my soul in death.

--John Newton

The joy of flowers

For the Brown-eyed Beagle

Thank you to Charles Schulz for Snoopy! Happy Birthday!

Snoopy: On a Secret Mission

Continued tomorrow....

Comment problems

This is the Piper - Jill's husband.  I have discovered a glitch with comment posting, which is why if you've commented you haven't been posted!

A few months back I discovered that blogger isn't working correctly and notified blogger about it but never got a response.  Comments go to moderation as supposed to, but then we receive no notification that comments have been posted.  I started checking the comment moderation part on my blog so as to stay up with them, but today I received an email wondering why comments weren't being posted on Jill's blog.  I discovered comments from May!  So I will go through them and make sure they are "postable" and then get Jill to check them frequently