Thursday, May 20, 2010

Now Husband and Wife


On May 18th two thousand and ten
God for His glory brought to an end,
Two lives that they may be now only one,
Reflecting the glory of God's Holy Son.

We know not the future, but Christ is the key
That brought us together by His Sovereignty.
Where He leads we will follow and all we will boast,
Is the cross of our Saviour by His Sweet Holy Ghost.

Of Him and through Him is where we will live,
By the Word of His grace all the glory we give,
For He has done great things is what we will say,
For He is our Portion, our Guide, and our Stay.

Each day we will praise Him, for now in His sight,
We're one in our union by the power of His might.
Our task is to please Him in all that we do,
Til with Him in glory all things will be new.

Michael E. Wood
May 18, 2010

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Glimmer - May 16, 2010

All glory and praise,
For the Lamb He Is raised!
So sweetly He gathered and caused us to gaze,

Upon all His glory,
And gave us His joy,
That by Him, and for Him our songs tell His story!

Oh, Wonderful Saviour,
You changed our behaviour,
Transforming our hearts and our minds by Your favor!

As we now continue,
Your Spirit our sinew,
By the Word of Your grace, You build all we have in You!

Michael E. Wood
May 16, 2010

Saturday, May 15, 2010

At Any Place, At Any Time!

Why should it seem so strange to so many professing Christians that a man or a woman would break out in songs of praise to our Lord in most any place or at any time?

Even in one of the most well known of our contemporary hymns, "Blessed Assurance" by Fanny Crosby, the words declare, "This is my story, this is my song, praising my Saviour all the day long". In Reliquiare Baxterianae, Part 1, page 21, speaking of the effect of God's use of the Puritan Pastor Richard Baxter, it is said, "...on the Lord's days ...you might hear an hundred families singing psalms and repeating sermons as you passed through the streets."

There are a number of places in the Psalms which speaks of singing the praises of our God among the heathen, yea, among all peoples. While reading Psalm 71 and coming to verses 5-8, "For you, O Lord, are my hope, my trust, O LORD, from my youth. Upon you I have leaned from before my birth; you are he who took me from my mother’s womb. My praise is continually of you. I have been as a portent to many, but you are my strong refuge. My mouth is filled with your praise, and with your glory all the day", the following words came to mind;

Is Christ your story, Oh, is He your Song?
Oh, do you sing praise to Him all the day long?
Are you now a sign of His Excellent Spirit,
Poured out on the alter of Christ, Who can hear it?

Has He not given a mouth and a tongue,
Whereby we may teach in the songs that are sung?
Oh yes, we need preaching, and in that we delight,
But praise is the due of the One in Whose sight,

Has brought us to birth, and from our mother's womb
Now shows forth the glory of His empty tomb!
As now up in heaven, enthroned far above
Intercessions are made sure, in Him, Who Is Love.

God Is our Hope and our Refuge, so Strong,
No trials or troubles will end our New Song!
Revive us He will, from the depths up again,
And show He is righteous in all He ordained.

His deeds of salvation, Oh tell all the day.
Their number past knowledge, through Jesus, The Way!
For His righteousness is, now all our own,
And all of the glory, is Yours, God alone!


Michael E. Wood
May 15, 2010

Friday, May 14, 2010

As Jewels that are all Your own!

This morning, while contemplating the fact that I would have--Lord willing--one last opportunity to minister to a very special group of ladies at the Springview Assisted Living facilities on Chapel Hill Road in Burlington, North Carolina; and, likewise knowing that I would not be completing a verse-by-verse study through the book of 1st John, I was given the grace to read through this little treasure chest given to us for the glory of God, and the following words came to mind:


Oh Father for the love You Gave,
We ask Your help in every way--
That we may show that You Are True,
And by Your Word our minds renew.

For we are weak, and You Are Holy
And Christ You gave to show Your glory.
For as He Is, now so are we;
Abide with us as now we flee--

Unto our Righteous Advocate
Who's faithfulness we'll not forget.
For He's the Keeper of our souls--
Reminding us that He now holds

Our life and breath within His hands,
Fulfilling all eternal plans
That You have promised for our good,
As in the gap for us He stood.

That chasm that was, Oh, so great
That we could not then contemplate
The glories of Your matchless love--
Enslaved by sin, but then Your Dove

Revealed to us our wretchedness
And then in awe, our souls You blessed
To show Yourself, Oh Blessed Saviour
And poured on us Your Loving Favor.

Oh strengthen us Sweet Holy Spirit
To take the cross of Christ, not fear it.
As only through His death we're found
And raised with Him on holy ground,

To walk in love toward those without,
That they may hear the joyful shout.
Perfected by Your Love then known,
As jewels that are all Your Own.


Michael E. Wood
May 14, 2010

By Your Spirit and Your Word

(Note: This was written on May 13, 2010 and was posted a day late)


Psalm 65 begins with the words, "To The Choirmaster. A Psalm Of David. A Song. Praise is due to You, O God, in Zion, and to You shall vows be performed. O You Who hear prayer, to You shall all flesh come."

While rejoicing in the joy of God's Word, as He Is our Choir Master, and has placed us where He sees fit to sing His praises --a song that delights my soul to sing to Him with His dear saints or to simply sing to Him when no one but He can hear is, "I Love Thy Kingdom, Lord", by Timothy Dwight, 1752-1817.

While delighting in Him and the Word that He has so freely given this morning these words came to mind:

In all we see with earthly eyes
They are but foretaste's of our Prize.
For Christ, You Are The One Who's due
Our vows performed to honor You.

For blessed we are, Your holy nation
Of which You chose before creation.
In Zion now our prayer You hear,
As we approach with godly fear.

And nothing in ourselves we claim,
But wholly lean on Jesus Name,
As through the cross You now empower,
And fill with grace for each new hour.

Oh, such abundance You now give,
That we may for Your glory live.
By awesome deeds You answer us,
O LORD, our God, our Righteousness!

Oh, by Your Spirit and Your Word,
Fulfill Your promise, we have heard,
That we may sow in all Your field,
As servants of Your will we yield.

Oh, give to us more precious tears,
And faithfulness through all our years.
With shouts of joy You will receive,
Your glory due in every sheave,

As bound we are to know Your ways,
With joy to give You all the praise,
And go we will the extra mile,
And live for Your eternal smile.


Michael E. Wood
May 14, 2010

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Lips of Clay

While going through some articles that had been packed away from years gone by, I found some things that reminded me of my past, and the thought came to mind, ""What were you thinking?" Ephesians 2:1-5 tells the story quite well.

"And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you once walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the sons of disobedience— among whom we all once lived in the passions of our flesh, carrying out the desires of the body and the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, like the rest of mankind. But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ— by grace you have been saved—"

And the following words came to mind.

Confusion thrives in all that hides
Within the depths of sin.
But God is clear to all who fear,
And know His peace within.

Pride o'ercome by Christ Who won
And bought the victory.
The price was paid, our sins were laid
On Him at Calvary.

Forget the past, for all that lasts
Is that which brings God glory.
And through the cross we count all loss
Which manifests His story.

Ne'er can we pay with lips of clay
A tribute such is due,
Though You refine in all of Thine,
That we may honor You.

And now our praise we joyfully raise,
Unto the God of glory,
For Christ redeemed is now our theme,
And He is all our joy!


Michael E. Wood
May 12, 2010 10:00 am

Your Glory Has No End!

While reading in the Psalms, I came to chapter 60:11,12, "Oh, grant us help against the foe, for vain is the salvation of man! With God we shall do valiantly; it is He Who will tread down our foes." And the following short poem came to mind.

Foes within and foes without,
Our God has triumphed with a shout!
Though we are weak and Oh so fragile--
Christ is our Head that makes us agile;
To fight the well fought fight with joy
And render unto Him the glory.

Oh, be exalted, O our God--
Above the heavens where You trod.
You walk upon the wings of wind
And there Your glory has no end!
Among the nations we'll sing Your praises,
As victors of the dead Christ raises.


Michael E. Wood
May 12, 2010 7:12 am