Articles by Susan M. Stalter
While Life Is In the Prime Of Youth
Father, in my life’s young morning, Now I owe my all to Thee; You deserve my best, yea, utmost, For You’ve paid the price for me. Life seems young, and looks inviting, But I do not know the hour, When this life shall cease forever, And I’ll see Thee in Thy pow’r! I could waste my life, and squander, All these blessings freely mine; But I’d…
The Call of Heathen Lands
Hark! The heathen lands are calling, Asking, pleading – Hear their cry?!? “Please send someone who will tell us How the Saviour came to die!” Perishing in sin’s sad anguish; Who will tell them of Christ’s love? Who will spend their life in service, For the One who’s shown them love? God has giv’n His Son so precious, Thus has paid the price so…
In Trial’s Dark Vale
The sky is dark; the night is cold;But God hath pledged my hand to hold.The trial’s great, the valley low;But God will show the way to go. He has not planned an easy path,But He indeed would save from wrath.He loves me, yes, enough, I know,That He has planned this way I go. His best seems hard, but time will proveT’ward me His everlasting love.If I look up,…
