Biola Broadcaster - 1969-01

NAMES OF CHRIST WONDERFUL that He should love me, All unworthy, stained with sin. Wonderful that He has saved me; In His blood I am made clean. COUNSELOR, yes, mine to guide me, When the day seems long and dim. All His wisdom mine for asking; All is plain when I trust Him. THE MIGHTY GOD . . . no one above Him! Ruler of all things is He! Glory, power, might, dominion, Yet He knows and thinks of me. And the EVERLASTING FATHER, With a father’s love and care, Gentle, thoughtful, kind, forgiving, Watches o'er me . . . hears my prayer. PRINCE OF PEACE in a world of turmoil? Peace, when there seems nought but strife? Yes, for when He dwells within me Peace and joy fill all my life! GOD’S HALL OF FAME Your name may not appear down here In this 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 His 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.

—Walter Huntley

SIXTY-NINE SUFFICIENCY

Standing at the portal Of the opening of the year, Words of comfort meet us Hushing every fear, Spoken through the silence By our Father’s voice Tender, strong, and faithful, Making us rejoice. Onward, then, and fear not Children of the day, For His Word shall never, Never pass away. For the year before us, Of what rich supplies! For the poor and needy Living streams shall rise, For the sad and sinful Shall His grace abound; For the faint and feeble Perfect strength be found.

He will never fail us, He will not forsake; His eternal covenant He will never break; Resting on His promise, What have we to fear? God is all-sufficient For the coming year!

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