Rabbit Trails

Nothing but the blood of Jesus. What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.  OH! precious is the flow, that makes me white as snow! No other fount I know.......nothing but the blood of Jesus!

'Til The Storm Passes By (Mosie Lister, 1958) In the dark of the midnight have I oft hid my face, While the storm howls above me and there's no hiding place. 'Mid the crash of the thunder, precious Lord, hear my cry, Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by. CHORUS 'Til the storm passes over, 'Til the thunder sounds no more, 'Til the clouds roll forever from the sky, Hold me fast, let me stand In the hollow of Thy hand; Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by. Many times Satan whispered, "There is no need to try, For there's no end of sorrow; There's no hope by and by." But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise Where the storm never darkens the skies. CHORUS When the long night has ended, and the storms come no more, Let me stand in Thy presence on that bright, peaceful shore. In that land where the tempest never comes, Lord may I Dwell with Thee, when the storm passes by. CHORUS

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jesus, Thou Joy of loving hearts, Thou Fount of life, Thou Light of men, From the best bliss that earth imparts, We turn unfilled to Thee again. Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on Thee call; To them that seek Thee Thou art good, To them that find Thee all in all. We taste Thee, O Thou living Bread, And long to feast upon Thee still; We drink of Thee, the Fountainhead, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill. Our restless spirits yearn for Thee, Wherever our changeful lot is cast; Glad when Thy gracious smile we see, Blessed when our faith can hold Thee fast. O Jesus, ever with us stay, Make all our moments calm and bright; Chase the dark night of sin away, Shed over the world Thy holy light.