The Fullness Of Jesus Christ In David's Library
Welcome to my blog-The Fullness Of Jesus Christ In David's Library! I am brother David Ou from Taiwan. And I am a book-lover and influenced greatly by many precious books of the past pious generations in the church history. May this blog serve as a promoter to encourage every children of God to discover and enjoy the fullness of Jesus Christ by reading the Christian classics! And my another Chinese blog-大衛的圖書館 (https://davidoulibrary.blogspot.com/) is designed for Chinese Christian. Blessings!
(This picture is the library of C. H. Spurgeon-The Prince of Preachers. Mr. Spurgeon collected twel
(This picture is the library of C. H. Spurgeon-The Prince of Preachers. Mr. Spurgeon collected twelve thousands of books. May we also pursue after the spiritual, heavenly and eternal things with our whole heart by God's grace!)
Tuesday, April 7, 2026
Monday, April 6, 2026
2. Hymn: Trust and Obey
Hymn: Trust and Obey
Author: John H. Sammis (1846-1919)
1. When we walk with the Lord in the light of His Word,
What a glory He sheds on our way!
While we do His good will, He abides with us still,
And with all who will trust and obey.
What a glory He sheds on our way!
While we do His good will, He abides with us still,
And with all who will trust and obey.
Refrain:
Trust and obey, for there’s no other way
To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.
2. Not a shadow can rise, not a cloud in the skies,
But His smile quickly drives it away;
Not a doubt or a fear, not a sigh or a tear,
Can abide while we trust and obey.
But His smile quickly drives it away;
Not a doubt or a fear, not a sigh or a tear,
Can abide while we trust and obey.
3. Not a burden we bear, not a sorrow we share,
But our toil He doth richly repay;
Not a grief or a loss, not a frown or a cross,
But is blessed if we trust and obey.
But our toil He doth richly repay;
Not a grief or a loss, not a frown or a cross,
But is blessed if we trust and obey.
4. But we never can prove the delights of His love
Until all on the altar we lay;
For the favor He shows, for the joy He bestows,
Are for them who will trust and obey.
Until all on the altar we lay;
For the favor He shows, for the joy He bestows,
Are for them who will trust and obey.
5. Then in fellowship sweet we will sit at His feet,
Or we’ll walk by His side in the way;
What He says we will do, where He sends we will go;
Never fear, only trust and obey.
Or we’ll walk by His side in the way;
What He says we will do, where He sends we will go;
Never fear, only trust and obey.
Tuesday, March 31, 2026
9. Hymn: This World is Not My Home
Hymn: This World is Not My Home
Author: Albert E. Brumley (1905-1977)
1. This world is not my home, I‵m just a passing through
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue;
The angels beckon me from heaven‵s open door,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue;
The angels beckon me from heaven‵s open door,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
Refrein:
O Lord, you know I have no friend like you,
If heaven‵s not my home, then Lord what will I do?
The angels beckon me from heaven‵s open door,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
2. They‵re all expecting me, and that‵s one thing I know,
My Savior pardoned me and now I onward go;
I know He‵ll take me thro‵ tho‵ I am weak and poor,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
My Savior pardoned me and now I onward go;
I know He‵ll take me thro‵ tho‵ I am weak and poor,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
3. I have a loving Savior up in glory-land,
I don‵t expect to stop until I with Him stand,
He‵s waiting now for me in heaven‵s open door,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
I don‵t expect to stop until I with Him stand,
He‵s waiting now for me in heaven‵s open door,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
4. Just up in glory-land we‵ll live eternally,
The saints on every hand are shouting victory,
Their songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven‵s shore,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
The saints on every hand are shouting victory,
Their songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven‵s shore,
And I can‵t feel at home in this world anymore.
Monday, March 23, 2026
7. Hymn: I Know Whom I Have Believed
Hymn: I Know Whom I Have Believed
Author: Daniel W. Whittle (1840-1901)
1. I know not why God’s wondrous grace
To me He hath made known,
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love
Redeemed me for His own.
To me He hath made known,
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love
Redeemed me for His own.
Refrain:
But “I know Whom I have believed,
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.”
But “I know Whom I have believed,
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.”
2. I know not how this saving faith
To me He did impart,
Nor how believing in His Word
Wrought peace within my heart.
To me He did impart,
Nor how believing in His Word
Wrought peace within my heart.
3. I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing men of sin,
Revealing Jesus through the Word,
Creating faith in Him.
Convincing men of sin,
Revealing Jesus through the Word,
Creating faith in Him.
4. I know not when my Lord may come,
At night or noonday fair,
Nor if I walk the vale with Him,
Or meet Him in the air.
At night or noonday fair,
Nor if I walk the vale with Him,
Or meet Him in the air.
Wednesday, March 18, 2026
Tuesday, March 17, 2026
5. Hymn: Abide With Me
Hymn: Abide With Me
Author: Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847)
1. Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
2. Swift to its close ebbs out lifes little day;
Earths joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
Earths joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
3. I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempters power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempters power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
4. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is deaths sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is deaths sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
5. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heavens morning breaks, and earths vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heavens morning breaks, and earths vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Tuesday, March 10, 2026
3. Hymn: Satisfied
Hymn: Satisfied
Author: Clara T. Williams (1858-1937)
Author: Clara T. Williams (1858-1937)
1. All my life I had a longing
For a drink from some clear spring,
That I hoped would quench the burning
Of the thirst I felt within.
For a drink from some clear spring,
That I hoped would quench the burning
Of the thirst I felt within.
Refrain:
Hallelujah! I have found Him
Whom my soul so long has craved!
Jesus satisfies my longings,
Through His blood I now am saved.
2. Feeding on the husks around me,
Till my strength was almost gone,
Longed my soul for something better,
Only still to hunger on.
Till my strength was almost gone,
Longed my soul for something better,
Only still to hunger on.
3. Poor I was, and sought for riches,
Something that would satisfy,
But the dust I gathered round me
Only mocked my soul’s sad cry.
Something that would satisfy,
But the dust I gathered round me
Only mocked my soul’s sad cry.
4. Well of water, ever springing,
Bread of life so rich and free,
Untold wealth that never faileth,
My Redeemer is to me.
Bread of life so rich and free,
Untold wealth that never faileth,
My Redeemer is to me.
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