Oh, That I Could Spend Every Moment

Here Am I, Send Me; Send Me To The Ends Of The Earth; Send Me To The Rough, The Savage Lost Of The Wilderness; Send Me From All That Is Called Comfort On Earth; Send Me Even To Death Itself, If It Be But In Your Service, And To Promote Your Kingdom

Oh That God Would Humble Me Deeply In The Dust Before Him! I Deserve Hell Every Day For Not Lovingmy Lord More, Who Has, I Trust, Loved Me And Given Himself For Me.

I Board With A Poor Scotchman: His Wife Can Talk Scarce Any English.

Oh! How Amazing It Is That People Can Talk So Much About Men's Power And Goodness, When If God Did Not Hold Us Back Every Moment, We Should Be Devils Incarnate!

In The Silences I Make In The Midst Of The Turmoil Of Life I Have Appointments With God. From These Silences I Come Forth With Spirit Refreshed, And With A Renewed Sense Of Power. I Hear A Voice In The Silences, And Become Increasingly Aware That It Is The Voice Of God.