Monday, June 20, 2011

CHIEF FUNCTION



CHIEF FUNCTION
Man's chief function on this earth,
is to enjoy God in Christ's new birth.
There is no greater, peaceful life,
than one completely void of strife.
All these are joys which come from above.
So we sing to our Redeemer this song of love.
Bless the name which sets souls free.
Bless him everyone, even you and me.
Bless him because of what he does.
Bless him because of who he is.
His love is deeper than the deepest sea,
and will extend throughout eternity.
Nothing is too hard for God to make right.
He can make the darkness turn bright.
Praise him, ye angels of heavenly light,
doing the will of God just out of sight.
Glorify the Lord of all knowledge, all knowing,
whose power is unending and love overflowing.
Magnify the Lord who controls history,
whose word can tell us what will be.
Thank him that his way he is showing,
to let us know where we are going.
Love him who us, out of darkness has brought,
and in mercy, his marvelous salvation he wrought.
Sing to him whose power and wisdom,
gives to us an everlasting Kingdom.
 
CRAZY ABOUT JESUS
I used to be crazy
about a whole lot of stuff.
I spent a lot of money,
I acted real tough.
Now I'm crazy about Jesus,
I'm not ashamed to say.
His love has made me free,
for Jesus is crazy about me.
I'm crazy, I'm crazy,
"He's crazy," they say.
But they won't say I'm crazy
on the Judgment Day.
Traditionally, can't you see,
in church you must act acceptably.
You must not clap your hands,
or behave too emotionally.
They don't do that in civilized lands.
But I'm joyfully uncivilized,
Revived and Spirit-baptized.
I just love to clap my hands,
and raise my voice.
How else will the world
know I'm his fan?
I'm crazy, I'm crazy,
"He's crazy," they say.
But they won't say I'm crazy
on the Judgment Day.
Jesus is my quarterback.
He'll win the game for me.
His side I choose.
He'll never lose.
So get crazy about Jesus,
For he loves me and you.
Isn't that enough to make you crazy, too?
When you think about eternity,
and all the time we'll have to be happy,
doesn't the thought set you free,
to be just a little crazy?
I'm crazy, I'm crazy,
"He's crazy," they say.
But they won't say I'm crazy
on the Judgment Day.

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