MOMENT BY MOMENT God does not lead me year by year, Or even day by day But step by step my path unfolds; The Lord directs my way. Tomorrow’s plans I do not know, I only know th is minute; But He will say, "T his is the way, By faith now walk ye in it.” And I am glad that it is so; Today's enough to bear; And when tomorrow comes, H is grace Shall far exceed its care. What need to worry then or fret? The God who gave H is Son Holds all my moments in H is hand And gives them, one by one. STEP BY STEP Child of My love, fear not the un known morrow. Oread not the new demand life makes o f thee; Thy ignorance doth hold no cause for sorrow Since what thou knowest not is known to Me. Thou canst not see today the hidden meaning Of My command, but thou the light shall gain; Walk on in faith, upon My prom ise leaning, And as thou goest all shall be made plain. One step thou seest — then go for ward boldly, One step is far enough for faith to see; Take that, and thy next duty shall be told thee, For step by step thy Lord is leading thee. Stand not in fear thy adversaries counting, Dare every peril, save to disobey;
Thou shalt march on, all obstacles surmounting; For I, the Strong, w ill open up the way. Wherefore go gladly to the task assigned thee, Having My promise, needing noth ing more Than just to know, where'er the future finds thee, In all thy journeying I go before. GOD’S HALL OF FAME Your name may not appear down here In th is world’s Hall of Fame, In fact, you may be so unknown That no one knows your name: The Oscars and the praise of men May never come your way, But don’t forget God has rewards That He’ll hand out some day. This Hall of Fame is only good As long as time shall be But keep in mind, God's Hall of Fame Is for eternity; To have your name inscribed up there Is greater more by far Than all the fame and all the praise Of every man-made star. This crowd on earth they soon for get When you're not at the top, They’ll cheer like mad until you fall And then their praise will stop; Not God! He never does forget, And in His Hall of Fame, By just believing on H is Son, Forever . . . there’s your name. I’ll tell you, friend, I wouldn’t trade My name, however small, That’s written there beyond the stars In that celestial hall, For all the famous names on earth, Or glory that they share, I’d rather be an unknown here, And have my name up there.
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—Walter Huntley
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