The Love Page     
Jesus loves me this I know
for the bible tells me so
little ones to Him belong
they are weak but He is strong.
"O The Deep Deep Love of Jesus"
O The deep, deep love of Jesus!
Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free;
Rolling as a mighty ocean
In its fulness over me:
Underneath me, all around me,
Is the current of Thy love,
Leading onward, leading homeward,
To my glorious rest above.
O the deep, deep love of Jesus!
Spread His praise from shore to shore;
How He loveth, ever loveth,
Changeth never, nevermore:
How He watches o'er His loved ones,
Died to call them all His own;
How for them He intercedeth,
Watcheth o'er them from the throne.
O the deep, deep love of Jesus!
Love of every love the best:
'Tis an ocean vast of blessing,
'Tis a haven sweet of rest:
O such love! the love of Jesus;
'Tis a heaven of heavens to me;
And it lifts me up to glory,
For it lifts me up to thee.
O the deep, deep love of Jesus!
'Twould take ages to explore
But a drop of all this ocean
Or a grain from off its shore:
Yet our hearts are beating highly,
If our faith is sometimes dim,
For the glory and the rapture
We shall have when we have Him.
"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in him
should not perish, but have
everlasting life."
John 3:16
"You can give without loving, but you can't love without giving."
Marriage At An Early Urge!
Nice night in June, stars shine, big moon
In park with girl, heart pound, head swirl.
Me say "love", she coo like dove;
Me smart, me fast, me never let chance pass,
"Get hitched", me say. She say, "okay".
Wedding bells ring, ring, honeymoon, everything
Settled down, married life,
Happy man, Happy wife.
Another night in June, stars shine, big moon
Ain't happy no more, Carry baby, walk floor.
Wife mad, she stew; me mad, stew too.
Life one big spat; nagging wife, bawling brat,
Realize at last, Me move too fast!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1 Corinthians 13:1-7
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love. I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profiteth me nothing.
Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinking no evil;
Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;
Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
1 Corinthians 13:13
And now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
LOVE. . . beareth all things
To be doubted and distrusted,
Misunderstood, maligned;
Accused of wrongs you have not done,
Nor ever had in mind;
To feel the lash of bitter tongues,
Like whips upon the hide,
And never once retaliate
Though all the world deride. . .
To bear the little things that seem
To irritate, annoy;
The tiring, irksome duties --
Things one never could enjoy:
To go about the daily task,
Refusing to complain,
But gladly serve, and smiling through,
Each day a victory gain. . .
Can this be done?
Are they not high,
These great, these grand ideals?
Love beareth all things,
Love Divine
The inward power reveals.
- H Cockrell -
Jesus Calls Us
Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult
Of our life's wild, restless sea,
Day by day His sweet voice soundeth,
Saying, "Christian, follow Me."
As, of old, apostles heard it
By the Galilean lake,
Turned from home and toil and kindred,
Leaving all for His dear sake.
Jesus calls us from the worship
Of the vain world's golden store,
From each idol that would keep us,
Saying, "Christian, love Me more."
In our joys and in our sorrows,
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,
"Christian, love Me more than these."
Jesus calls us: by Thy mercies,
Saviour, may we hear Thy call,
Give our hearts to Thy obedience,
Serve and love Thee best of all.
- W H Jude -
Luke 10:27
Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart,
and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength,
and with all thy mind;
and thy neighbour as thyself.
Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy love
Our souls shall forever delight,
And join with the blessed above
In praises by day and by night.
Wherever we follow Thee, Lord,
Admiring, adoring, we see
That love which was stronger than death
Flow out without limit, and free.
Descending from glory on high,
With men Thy delight was to dwell;
Contented, our Surety to die,
By dying to save us from hell.
Enduring the grief and the shame,
And bearing our sins on the Cross,
O who would not boast of Thy love,
And count the world's glory but dross.
 
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