C. Douglas Caffey
SHORT POEMS OF PRAISE
Then my soul, in every strait;
To thy Father come and wait;
He will answer every prayer;
God is present everywhere.
Your guides and brethren bear
Forever on your mind;
Extend the arms of mighty prayer
In grasping all mankind.
With Thee I mean all night to stay;
And wrestle till the break of day.
Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure,
And they that in Thy house would dwell
That happy station to secure,
Must still in holiness excel.
Now I have found the ground wherein
Sure my soul’s anchor may remain;
The wounds of Jesus – for my sin;
Before the world’s foundation slain.
Give me a new and perfect heart,
From doubt, and fear, and sorrow free;
The mind which was in Christ impart,
And let my spirit cleave to Thee.
“O take this heart of stone away!
Thy sway it doth not, cannot own;
In me no longer let it stay;
O take away this heart of stone!”
Though troubles assail,
And dangers affright,
Though friends should all fail,
And foes all untie,
Yet one thing secures us;
The promise assures us,
The Lord will provide.
Lord God, The Holy Ghost,
In this accepted hour,
As on the Day of Pentecost,
Descend in all Thy power.
We meet with one accord,
In our appointed place,
And await the promise of our Lord,
The Spirit of all grace.
Thy promise is my only plea,
With this I venture nigh;
Thou call’st the burdened soul to Thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.
The Lord hath promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.
That power is prayer, which soars on high,
Through Jesus to the throne;
And moves the hand which moves the world,
To bring salvation down.
The thing surpasses all my thought,
But faithful is my Lord;
Through unbelief I stagger not,
For God hath spoke the Word.
Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees;
And looks to that alone;
Laughs at impossibilities,
And cries, “It shall be done!”
Depend on Him; thou canst not fail;
Make all thy wants and wishes known;
Fear hot; His merits must prevail;
Ask but in faith, it shall be done.
He spake with Abraham at the oak,
He called Elisha from the plough;
David He from the sheepfolds took,
Thy day, thine hour of grace, is now.
If pain afflicts or wrongs oppress,
If cares distract, or fears dismay;
If guilt deject, or sin distress,
In every case still watch and pray.
“Day by day, “the promise reads;
Daily strength for daily needs;
Cast foreboding fears away;
Take the manna of today.
There is no sorrow, Lord, too light
To bring in prayer to Thee;
There is no anxious care too slight
To wake Thy sympathy.
There is no secret sigh we breathe,
But meets Thy ear divine,
And every cross grows light beneath
The shadow, Lord, of thine.
Peace! doubting heart, my God’s I am,
Who formed me man, forbids my fear;
The Lord hath called me by my name;
The Lord protects, forever near;
His blood for me did once atone
And still He loves and guards His own.
Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For His grace and power are such
None can never ask too much.
Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw,
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw;
Gives exercise to faith and love,
Brings every blessing from above.
Prayer is appointed to convey
The blessings God designs to give.
Faithful, O Lord, Thy mercies are
A rock that cannot move;
A thousand promises declare
Thy constancy of love.
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.
©Copyright December 7, 2007 by C. Douglas Caffey
Author’s Note: “A friend is one who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.” Would you be that friend?