Author Archives: Joel Emerson

The world it is a battleground: misery, pain and death,But I possess a greater peace that comes from God’s caress.His Loving touch upon my heart found within His letter,Written with the blood of saints, imprisoned and with fetters.Like an eye … Continue reading →

Incomprehensible that’s what You are,Beyond human wonder, beyond the furthest of stars.In a nutshell You package the mighty oak tree,Though a prisoner is in chains, in You he remains free.The birds greet the new day by singing your praise.But some … Continue reading →

Oh, trust not men, do not depend.Their house does surely rest on shifting sand at best.You’ll be secure, on what is sure.Take Jesus by His hand and on His sweet Love stand. It stands the test of timeless quest.Worth more … Continue reading →

Oh mighty cross thou tool of death,On thou I cling till my last breath.All my sins nailed to thy frame,All of my guilt, all of my shame.It’s only wood, no ornate idol,The One it bore gives it grand title.For He … Continue reading →

Salt gives flavor to food that is so rather bland,As Christ gives greatest substance for empty heart of man.A preservative of highest order it wards off all decay,It heals a wound most speedily, sometimes in just a day.Salt is in … Continue reading →

Tell Me Child, what do your eyes see?Do they see pain and suffering, neglect and abuse?Do they see violence and other things that just shouldn’t be?My precious child, if that is what you see, then simply turn your eyes to … Continue reading →

While rushing down a crowded, busy, lonesome city sidewalkI had no time for chit or chat, no time for boring small talk.A crippled beggar, called out to me, “Have you some bread to spare?”An open hand I’ve always had, but … Continue reading →

Rushing here, racing there, doing this and that,I’ve a hundred things to do; I wear a bunch of hats.Making a living, living for my Maker, running to and fro,Just the time I feel caught up, my schedule seems to grow.Always … Continue reading →

I would like to make my Maker glad that He made me,Return the Love He sent my way, though priceless He gave it free.I think that was His purpose to give and to receive,For love when it’s one sided will … Continue reading →