O Love of God
By: Frederick Martin Lehman
The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell.
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell.
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin.
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints’ and angels’ song.
Upon that cross on Calv’ry’s hill
God’s love for all there on display.
For friend and foe, He hung until
The debt for sin was fully paid.
The work was done! Oh, praise the Son!
His blood has freed us from sin!
From heav’n above, He came in love,
That all might live through Him.
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
When time at last shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall;
When men who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call;
God’s love, so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.
Boldly I Approach
By: Gilkeson Gareth Andrew, Llewellyn Christopher Dean
By grace alone somehow I stand
Where even angels fear to tread,
Invited by redeeming love
Before the throne of God above;
He pulls me close with nail-scarred hands
Into His everlasting arms.
When condemnation grips my heart
And Satan tempts me to despair,
I hear the voice that scatters fear
The Great I AM, the Lord is here;
Oh praise the One who fights for me
And shields my soul eternally!
Boldly I approach Your throne,
Blameless now I’m running home;
By Your blood I come,
Welcomed as Your own
Into the arms of Majesty.
Behold the bright and risen Son,
More beauty than this world has known;
I’m face to face with love Himself:
His perfect spotless righteousness ;
A thousand years, a thousand tongues,
Are not enough to sing His praise!
This is the joy of our salvation,
Knowing we’re free from condemnation!
Oh praise the One, praise the One
Who made an end to all our sin!
Jesus For Me!
Words: William James Kirkpatrick
Music: John L. Hatton
Jesus, my Savior, is all things to me;
Oh, what a wonderful Savior is He,
Guiding, protecting, o’er life’s rolling sea,
Mighty Deliv’rer— Jesus for me.
Jesus for me, Jesus for me,
All the time everywhere,
Jesus for me.
Jesus in sickness, and Jesus in health,
Jesus in poverty, comfort or wealth;
Sunshine or tempest, whatever it be,
He is my Safety— Jesus for me.
He is my Refuge, my Rock, and my Tow’r,
He is my Fortress, my Strength and my Pow’r;
Life Everlasting, my Day’s-man is He,
Blessed Redeemer— Jesus for me.
He is my Prophet, my Priest and my King,
He is my Bread of Life, Fountain and Spring;
Bright Sun of Righteousness, Day-star is He,
Horn of Salvation— Jesus for me.
Jesus in sorrow, in joy, or in pain,
Jesus my Treasure in loss or in gain;
Constant Companion where’er I be,
Living or dying— Jesus for me!
“Blessing Others — Lessons from the Life of Elisha” (Part II)
Message given by Rex Beck on January 23, 2022
The Two Bears
2 Kings 2:23–25
23 He went up from there to Bethel, and while he was going up on the way, some small boys came out of the city and jeered at him, saying, “Go up, you baldhead! Go up, you baldhead!” 24 And he turned around, and when he saw them, he cursed them in the name of the Lord. And two she-bears came out of the woods and tore forty-two of the boys. 25 From there he went on to Mount Carmel, and from there he returned to Samaria.
Vessels for Oil
2 Kings 4:1–7
1 Now the wife of one of the sons of the prophets cried to Elisha, “Your servant my husband is dead, and you know that your servant feared the Lord, but the creditor has come to take my two children to be his slaves.” 2 And Elisha said to her, “What shall I do for you? Tell me; what have you in the house?” And she said, “Your servant has nothing in the house except a jar of oil.” 3 Then he said, “Go outside, borrow vessels from all your neighbors, empty vessels and not too few. 4 Then go in and shut the door behind yourself and your sons and pour into all these vessels. And when one is full, set it aside.” 5 So she went from him and shut the door behind herself and her sons. And as she poured they brought the vessels to her. 6 When the vessels were full, she said to her son, “Bring me another vessel.” And he said to her, “There is not another.” Then the oil stopped flowing. 7 She came and told the man of God, and he said, “Go, sell the oil and pay your debts, and you and your sons can live on the rest.”