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They mocked and scorned the Son of God

With cruel laughs and jeers,

The crown of thorns upon His head

Brought forth deriding sneers.

 

Away with Him they then did cry,

Of Him we’ll have no part,

Contempt, disdain and haughty pride

O’er flowed within each heart.

 

Not only they, but also I

Would cast my Lord away,

Not blameless in His sight I stand,

“Forgiveness,” this I pray.

See how the stone is rolled away,

He in the grave no more doth lay,

All hail Him now the King of Kings,

Earth is attuned, all nature sings.

 

Glad skies and golden rays adorn

To greet this happy Easter morn,

Death conquered all, He died, now lives,

Salvation to His own He gives.

 

How bright the dawn of morning glows,

Morn of all morns when Christ arose,

He hath e’er vanquished grief and scorn,

Forever hail this Easter morn.

When troubles and dangers beset on our way,

When dark clouds gather from day unto day,

Open your Bible, its’ rich truths then read,

A tower of strength to guide and to lead.

 

All its precious pages satisfies our soul,

Telling that all things are under His control,

It eases all the pain for those in distress,

Finding comfort that He in all things doth bless.

 

The Bible satisfies in all our yearning,

These things were thus written for our learning,

No need in darkness do we have to grope,

Through patience and comfort of them we have hope.

 

It tells of joys to come, for each a place,

Where someday we’ll see Him face to face,

There’ll be no more sighing, no more sorrow,

No more dying in that blest tomorrow.

 

There’ll be light after darkness, gain after loss,

His own are saved by the way of the cross,

Just open your Bible and comforted be,

There is love, life and hope for you and for me.

’Twas early on a Sabbath morn,

The women Christ’s grave would adorn

When much to their surprise

A vision they could not surmise,

An empty tomb!

 

“Fear not,” the angel to them said,

“Seek not the living among the dead.”

With great fear in each heart,

They from that place did ere depart,

The Lord is risen!

 

What meaneth this, an empty tomb

Ah, Christ hath erased all gloom,

His power He doth display,

His Saints shall live with Him for aye,

Our risen Lord!

 

He hath subdued all cares and woes,

Triumphant He o’er all His foes,

Eternal life doth reign,

Risen is He who three days hath lain

Within the tomb!

 

Death is conquered, exalted He,

After dying upon the tree,

Death’s bands are torn aside,

His Church with Him is glorified,

Victorious empty tomb!

The new year dawns, a veil beclouds the way,

We long for just a flicker or a ray

Of beaming light to show what may befall,

Then speaks the heart, be still, He rules o’er all.

 

He rules. He leads, He plans the road before

Will there be happiness or trials sore,

Will there be ease or pain, sickness or health,

Poverty staring or abundant wealth?

 

As on the threshold of the year we stand,

Blessed submission to all the things He’s planned,

Whatever happens, whate’er does befall,

Contentment reigns, He lives, loves and rules o’er all.

She holds my hand and gaily walks,

Her steps are firm and sure,

With confidence and child-like trust

She finds her world secure.

 

I look into her eyes of blue

Such peace and love are there,

I bravely fight away the tears

And breathe a silent prayer.

 

“Lord, make me worthy of this love,

And lead her steps aright,

For this I cannot do alone,

I need Thy power and might.

 

“May I walk side by side with Thee,

In holiness divine,

‘Tis only then that I can lead

With Thy hand clasped in mine.”

 

The Church of God, as Jesus said

Upon a rock is built,

Our sins are truly blotted out,

Removed is all our guilt.

 

Our hearts are filled with joy and hope

To dwell within these walls,

For happiness and peace are there

No matter what befalls.

 

A call to prayer, a call to peace

Our darkness is made light

Communion of the Saints we find

Makes our dark pathway bright.

 

A beacon light in a dark world,

So shines the Church of God,

May we be witnesses for Him

And loud His praises laud.

 

The bride is ever thus adorned

With faith and hope and love,

The bridegroom speaks and she obeys

The message from above.

 

Though imperfections now are found

As we on earth abide,

The final day we’ll enter in

The Church then glorified.

On a river’s bank one evening,

I watched the glorious setting sun,

Speaking in its glorious splendor

That another day was done.

I drank in all the ecstasy

And every blending hue,

Of orange, red and lavender,

Of purple and of blue.

 

I pondered over many things

As I watched this golden crown,

Floating in an azure sky

And fleecy eiderdown.

This beauty surely filled my soul,

No, I could never own

A painting that would quite compare

As I sat there alone.

 

Then finally the sun was set

And disappeared from view,

But in my heart it was not gone.

The picture still was new.

God’s nearness filled my being then,

No, not alone was I,

For He was there and He did make

The Earth, the Sea and Sky!

Bordering the water’s edges

Pompous trees are verdant green.

Rich their foliage, deeply rooted,

Fertile, grand, a beauteous scene.

May we drink thus at the fountain,

Walking as God’s sons and daughters,

Deeply rooted, fruits abundant

As the trees beside the waters.

On history’s page again we read

Another war is o’er,

And now for a brief episode

The sun’s bright rays do pour;

Though memories indeed are grim,

As piercing as satire,

Unfeignedly we saunter forth,

Groping in peacetime’s mire.

 

To you who battled in the fight,

Answering our country’s call,

To homeland’s shore have now returned,

Our welcome, one and all;

To those serving in the land

The nation’s call obeyed,

When clothed with righteous armor,

No need to be afraid.

 

God’s Hand in all we clearly see,

As ebbs the sands of time,

Thus wars and peace do e’er descend,

On every race and clime;

Culminating to one great end,

The Kingdom of the Lord,

His own great glory will receive,

Unmerited reward!

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Jael: An Example of Christian Warfare

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Indiana Mini Convention Review 2021

One of this year’s “mini conventions” was hosted by Grace and Grandville Protestant Reformed Churches at Quaker Haven Camp. Located just over two hours away in northern Indiana, the camp was a perfect fit for the 120 kids and 15 chaperones who attended. A total of twelve different churches were represented: Byron Center, Faith, First […]

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Editorial, November 2021: Catechism Season

At the point that this edition of Beacon Lights arrives in the homes of our subscribers, most young people in the Protestant Reformed Churches will have been sitting under the catechism instruction of their pastor or elders for more than a month. If our readers are honest, that observation probably comes with a (quiet) sigh […]

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