Poems by Lois Beckwith
compiled by Stephen Ross

I will praise Thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart: and will glorify Thy name for evermore. Psalm 86:12

Praises to the Saviour give,
He who died that we might live,
For His love, so great, so free,
Praise His Name eternally.

When our hearts were steeped in sin,
Vile and wretched were within,
Jesus left the throne above,
Came to show the Father's love.

Oh how wondrous was His grace!
He who took the sinner's place,
Jesus offered "Lo, I come,"
All to bear the sinner home.

Jesus died on Calv'ry's tree,
There to set the sinner free,
All who on His Name believe,
Everlasting life receive.

What a debt to Him we owe!
Gladly may our praises flow,
Let our cheerful voices raise,
Loud thanksgivings, songs of praise.

Praise the Father and the Son,
That redemption's work is done,
Magnify that precious Name,
Christ, the Lamb of God, who came.

Worthy is the Lamb once slain,
Praise and magnify His Name,
Laud and honour may we bring,
To our Saviour, Priest and King.

Glory unto Jesus be,
He who died to set us free,
Let us worship and adore,
Praise His Name forevermore.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing. Revelation 5:12

The love of Christ constraineth us. 2 Corinthians 5:14

We will be glad and rejoice in Thee, we will remember Thy love more than wine. Song of Solomon 1:4

He brought me to the banqueting house, and His banner over me was love. Song of Solomon 2:4

Christian, Jesus loves thee dearly,
  With a love that feared no cost,
And He came from brightest glory
  To redeem thy soul once lost.

Thy salvation He accomplished;
  It is finished—judgment past,
Mighty work of love's own planning,
  Through eternity shall last.

Wondrous love that sought and found us
  Lost, undone, with stubborn will!
Love that blots out all transgressions
  Seeks with joy our hearts to fill.

Jesus asked to be remembered,
  'Tis a small thing on our part
To comply with His petition,
  But it cheers His loving heart.

Broken bread tells out the story
  Of His death on Calv'ry's tree—
How the Son of God from glory
  "Loved and gave Himself for me."

And the cup speaks peace forever
  Through the merits of His blood
Freely shed for sins' remission,
  Reconciling us to God.

He desires to be remembered.
  Should such love unanswered be
When the Lord of earth and heaven
  Said "This do, remember Me?"

Gladly should we seek to please Him,
  To respond to His request,
Render to Him praise and worship
  At His table, be His guest.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

The sheep follow Him: for they know His voice. And a stranger will they not follow, ...for they know not the voice of strangers. John 10:4, 5

I am the good shepherd, and know My sheep, ... and I lay down My life for the sheep. John 10:14, 15

My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me: And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of My hand. John 10:27, 28

The Shepherd's voice is a loving voice,
  His sheep are His great delight;
His portion and joy in His people He finds,
  And precious they are in His sight.

The voice of our Shepherd one day said,
  "This do, in remembrance of Me,"
Just before He was nailed to that cruel cross,
  Where He suffered such agony.

He sufffered such anguish on Calv'ry's cross,
  When our sins were upon Him laid;
When God's righteous judgment for sin He bore,
  And atonement for us He made.

He would gather us ever around Himself,
  And remind our hearts of His love;
And assure our souls that our sins are gone,
  And He's living for us above.

"Peace be unto you," are His words to us,
  He would ever give peace and rest
To His blood-bought sheep, whom He loveth so,
  He desires that they lean on His breast.

Then may we remember our Shepherd's love,
  May we thank Him for all He has done,
And praise and adore His most precious Name,
  For the vict'ry for us, He has won.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

He shall feed His flock like a shepherd: He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with young. Isaiah 40:11

And are built upon the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Jesus Christ himself being the chief corner stone. Ephesians 2:20

Being predestinated according to the purpose of him who worketh all things after the counsel of his own will. Ephesians 1:11

Man's goings are of the LORD; how can a man then understand his own way? Proverbs 20:24

For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure. Philippians 2:13

Great Shepherd of the sheep!
  Our path to Him is known,
And He will take us by the hand,
  The way to us is shown.

He knows the way we take,
  Beginning unto end,
He worketh His own will in us,
  This wise and loving Friend.

Before the world was formed,
  The earth's foundation laid,
God had a purpose for each one,
  His plan cannot be stayed.

Man's goings are of God,
  He cannot understand,
The way the Lord is leading him,
  But he can hold His hand.

And step by step we see,
  The Lord is leading on,
And following His footsteps here,
  Guides us through ways unknown.

Lead on, O blessed Lord,
  Lead on from day to day,
Without Thee, and Thy guiding hand,
  We'd wander far astray.

Oh! what a portion ours!
  To walk the path with Thee,
Content to know, whate'er our lot,
  The Lord is leading me.

When with Thee, Lord, above,
  And we the path retrace,
We'll give Thee thanks for every step,
  Thy wisdom and Thy grace.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

That ye might be filled with the knowledge of his will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding. Colossians 1:9

Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord. 1 Corinthians 15:58

For as often as ye eat this bread, and drink this cup, ye do show the Lord's death till He come. 1 Corinthians 11:26.

The desire of our soul is to Thy Name, and to the REMEMBRANCE OF THEE. Isaiah 26:8.

There is no other love like Thine, Lord Jesus,
None that we've ever read of, heard, or known,—
No one but Thee, amidst such jeers and scorning.
To the revilers, could such love have shown.

Thou couldst have summoned angels at Thy bidding,
Legions to smite the jeering enemy;
But no! Thy wondrous love for rebel sinners
Chose to lay down Thy life to set them free.

Thou couldst have turned back then in the garden.
And saved Thyself from going to the cross;
O! but Thy love, all other loves surpassing,
Chose to save others than Thyself, from loss.

There on the cross, alone, despised, rejected,
Maker of heaven and earth, all powerful One;
Thou didst submit to wrath and cruel hatred,
So that God's will, redemption's work was done.

On that same night, blest Lord, of Thy betrayal,
E'er Thou didst go back to Thy throne above,
Thy thought for us, didst institute the supper
Feast of remembrance of Thy matchless love.

The broken bread, which Thou didst set before us,
Type of Thy body, bruised, nailed to a tree;
Tells to our hearts afresh love's wondrous story,—
The Son of God laid down His life for me."

Then in the cup, we clearly see betokened
"The blood of Christ which cleanseth from all sin,"
Reminds us oft of Thy complete atonement,—
Peace to our conscience gives, and joy within.

How could we e'er forget Thy love, Lord Jesus!
Keep our hearts stirred to e'er remember Thee,
When we recall Thine agony and passion,
Meekly endured for sinners such as we.

O help us, Lord, Thy love to keep before us,
Keep our hearts occupied with Thee alone;
With warm desire to Thy great love responding.
Ever rememb'ring Thee till Thou shalt come.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

My Beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up my love, my fair one, and come away. Song of Solomon 2:10.

What is thy beloved more than another beloved? Song of Solomon 5:9

My Beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. ...Yea, He is altogether lovely. This is my Beloved, and this is my Friend. Song of Solomon 5:10, 16

My Beloved is mine, and I am His: He feedeth among the lilies. Song of Solomon 2:16

He calleth His own sheep by name, and leadeth them out...The sheep follow Him; for they know His voice...They know not the voice of strangers. John 10:3-5

And "What is thy beloved?" you ask,
  Who is He makes this call?
Why, He's the One who made the worlds.
  His hand sustaineth all.

Creator of the universe,
  The earth, the sky, the sea,
But He is my Redeemer too,
  He tasted death for me.

For when He saw us far from God,
  He left the throne above,
And came into this world of sin
  To show the Father's love.

He bore our sins on Calv'ry's cross,
  That we might dwell above;
Creation glory shows His power,
  Redemption tells His love.

Oh! this is my Beloved, then,
  The Man who died for me,
The altogether lovely One,
  Chief of ten thousand, He.

He asks that we remember Him,
  Oh! who would not respond?
With love to Him, who first loved us,
  And with His own be found.

To sing His praises, bless His Name,
  To worship and adore,
To thankfully remember Him,
  And praise Him evermore.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

If a man love Me, He will keep My Words: and My Father will love him, and We will come unto him, and make Our abode with him. John 14:23

Truly our fellowship is with the Father, and with His Son Jesus Christ. 1 John 1:3

But the hour cometh, and now is, when the true worshippers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth: for the Father seeketh such to worship Him. God is a Spirit: and they that worship Him, must worship Him in spirit and in truth. John 4:23, 24

We...worship God in the spirit, and rejoice in Christ Jesus, and have no confidence in the flesh. Philippians 3:3

It is our hearts, the Saviour wants,
  Affections, and our praise;
The fruit and worship of our lips,
  By singing e'er His ways.

His heart of love, would have His own
  Responding to His love,
By gathering around Himself,
  And praising Him above.

"Sweet is thy voice," the Saviour says
  To His beloved bride,
Who thus responds to worship Him,
  And owns the Lamb Who died.

What peace and satisfaction comes
  From worshipping the Lord!
From praising and remembering Him
  According to His Word.

From knowing all our sins forgiven,
  Our conscience now is free,
For Jesus paid the debt we owed,
  On Calv'ry's cruel tree.

Oh! He is worthy of thy love,
  He's worthy of thy praise;
And every knee shall bow to Him,
  In coming future days.

But precious 'tis to own Him now,
  The Lamb for us once slain,
Responding to His heart of love,
  And worship in His Name.

Oh! thank Him then, remember Him,
  And worship at His feet,
Give Him the homage that's His due,
  The praises that are meet.

May the thanksgivings of our heart,
  Our praises e'er ascend.
To God the Father, through the blood
  Of Christ, the sinner's Friend.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Worship God. Rev. 22:9

The LORD looketh on the heart. I Samuel 16:7

For the eyes of the LORD run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show Himself strong in the behalf of them whose heart is perfect toward Him. 2 Chronicles 16:9

We will remember Thy love. Song of Solomon 1:4

For ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor, that ye through His poverty might be rich. 2 Corinthians 8:9

Unto everyone of us is given grace according to the measure of the gift of Christ. Ephesians 4:7

He giveth more grace. James 4:6 — Abundance of grace. Romans 5:17

My grace is sufficient for thee. 2 Corinthians 12:9

"Twas grace brought Him down from the glory,
  'Twas grace led Him on to the cross,
'Twas grace to say "Father forgive them,"
  'Twas grace to redeem us from loss.

When we were afar off and guilty,
  His great heart of love would bestow,
Unmerited grace to the sinner,
  To save him from hell and from woe.

'Tis His grace He offers His people,
  "My grace is sufficient for thee,"
"He giveth more grace" as 'tis needed,
  In measure abundant and free.

In days of distress, He exhorts us,
  That we would in His grace "Be strong,"
For His grace can conquer each trial,
  If we unto Jesus belong.

His grace, and His love, how we need it!
  To bear the reproach and the shame;
To meekly endure for our Saviour,
  And not to dishonor His Name.

Lord, grant us this grace in abundance,
  ;And keep our eyes fixed upon Thee,
That we may extend unto others,
  Thy grace, so abounding and free.

And help us by "looking to Jesus,"
  That we would in His grace "be strong,"
For Thy blood has bought and redeemed us,
  And we unto Jesus belong.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

In Thy presence is fulness of joy. Psalm 16:11

Who take a little time apart
  To sit at Jesus' feet,
He fills their hungry souls with joy
  And happiness complete.

He gives a great exceeding joy,
  A calm and peaceful mind;
A deep and everlasting joy
  With tranquil rest combined.

Love moved Him to lay down His life
  A ransom in our stead;
For us, He bore the wrath of God,
  For us, His blood was shed.

To praise Him for that finished work,
  And worship Him, 'tis meet,
With thankful and adoring hearts
  To sit at Jesus' feet.

To then, remember Him in death,
  And ponder that great love,
Which led Him down to Calvary
  From Glory bright above.

The Father seeketh worshipers
  To take some time apart,
And magnify that worthy Name
  So precious to His heart.

Who answers to His heart's desire
  "This do remember Me,"
Will sweetest joy of worship know
  And ne'er the loser be.

"They worshiped—and returned with joy,"
  How true it is today,—
In worship, there's exceeding joy
  That nought can take away.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

The sceptre shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet, until SHILOH come; and UNTO HIM shall the gathering of the people be. Genesis 49:10

For where two or three are gathered together IN MY NAME, there am I in the midst of them. Matthew 18:20

We note in Israel's history, Blessed Lord,
There was a place according to Thy Word;
In Shiloh, Thou did'st choose to place Thy Name,
And Israel yearly up to Shiloh came.

Dost Thou maintain a place, Blest Lord, today,
'Midst ruin and declension and decay,
Where to Thy people Thou dost still draw near,
And meet with them, their feeble praise to hear?

To all who ask "Where wilt Thou?" of their Lord,
He'll guidance give, according to His Word:
To willing hearts He says 'Come unto Me,"
To Shiloh, place of sweet tranquility.

For Shiloh is our Lord, and in His Name,
If gathered, we will find Him still the same:
Such condescending grace in this, we see,
The Lord of Glory meets with "two or three."

O precious place of peacefulness and rest!
Those gathered thus with Christ, how richly blest!
Where He alone is worshipped and adored,
The worthy One,—our risen, blessed Lord.

Pre-eminent is He, God's only Son,
The altogether pure and lovely One;
Exalt Him then:—let hearts and voices raise
Their songs to Him, in worship and in praise.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Then all the disciples forsook Him and fled. Matthew 26:56

Will ye also go away? John 6:67

Just "Watch with Me," He asked them in the garden
But His disciples little understood
The meaning of His untold pain and anguish,
When Jesus sweat, we read, great drops of blood.

His heart was crushed by all that was before Him,
His soul was bowed in agony and pain;
Yet those He loved,—asleep! amidst His suffering,
His "Watch with Me" was spoken but in vain.

Asleep! unmindful of the pending danger,
They little realized what was ahead,
They slumbered,—and then shunned Him as a stranger,
And all forsook Him,—from His side they fled.

Just "Watch with Me," How touching and how human,—
His heart desired communion with His own,
And though they failed to comfort thus their Master,
What mercy, and what grace to them was shown!

For from His child, He does not ask perfection,
He knows the frame, and knows the flesh is weak,
And in His grace, He pardons all their failure,
In love, He still their fellowship doth seek.

For e'en midst weakness, failure, dullness, slumber,
Their willing spirit, and their love He sees,
Though quenched, and stifled, by man's jeers and hatred,—
It still was their desire their Lord to please.

Another last request our Lord has spoken,
"Remember Me until I come again,"—
His love desires communion with His children,
Does this request speak to your heart in vain?

In these last days of ruin and declension,
When coldness and indifference abound,
It must be pleasing to our blessed Saviour
If just a few to watch with Him are found.

If "two or three," amidst this scene of ruin,
In worship gather round our blessed Lord,
To sing His praises, and exalt the Saviour,
Remembering Him, according to His Word;

And if, through weakness of the flesh, we falter,
And fail in many ways to honour Him;
Still He beholds the love and willing spirit,
And understands, though testimony's dim.

A little while, just watch a little longer,
And wait for Him to take thee to His Home;
O Saviour, may our faith be growing stronger,
And may we watch for Thee till Thou shalt come.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Behold, GOD IS MINE HELPER. Psalm 54:4

The LORD is on my side; I will not fear: what can man do unto me? The LORD taketh my part with them that help me. Psalm 118:6, 7

Our help is in the Name of the LORD, who made heaven and earth. Psalm 124:8

So that we may boldly say, THE LORD IS MY HELPER, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me. Hebrews 13:6

If God be for us, who can be against us? Romans 8:31

He's helping me, He holds my hand today,
And guiding me each step along the way.
Tomorrow? I know not what it may bring,
But this I know, there's safety 'neath His wing.

What matters then, though problems may arise?
He's lending His assistance from the skies.
In every problem on the way we meet,
We'll find the answer at our Saviour's feet.

The One who loved me so, and bore my sin,
And cleansed me from all stain of sin within,
With everlasting love, He holds my hand,
He's helping me, and guiding through this land.

O what a portion for God's children then,
To have His helping hand, His guidance then,
To know Him as our Shepherd all the way,
To know He's safely leading day by day.

Our Shepherd, O so tender, kind, and true,
Who leads the weakest saint, and guides them through;
Our Shepherd, rich in wisdom, love and grace,
Our Guide will be, until we see His face.

We'll praise Thee, Lord, when with Thee face to face,
For the exceeding riches of Thy grace,
For mercies and compassions day by day,
For lovingkindness all along the way.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD his God. Psalm 146:5

The LORD is MY SHEPHERD, I shall not want. Psalm 23:1

Because Thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of Thy wings will I rejoice. Psalm 63:7

Whosoever shall give ... a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward. Matthew 10:42

God loveth a cheerful giver. 2 Corinthians 9:7

The earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof,
All the land, and the silver, and gold;
The cattle and sheep upon thousands of hills,
All the wealth, and the riches untold.

“God giveth us richly all things to enjoy”
From out of His bountiful store;
For “Every good gift cometh down from above,”
And daily He blesses us more.

He gave unto us the "unspeakable gift,"
Of Jesus, the Son of His love;
To ransom our souls from the bondage of sin,
And bring us to glory above.

Such wonderful love! 'Tis the least we can do,
And a very small thing on our part,
To render the worship and praise due to Him,
And grant Him first place in the heart.

'Tis our privilege then to return unto Him,
A portion of what we possess:
The steward who's willing and faithful in this,
The Lord will assuredly bless.

Think not He's unmindful of anything given,
No matter how small an amount;
He desires not the gift, but the blessing for you,
That fruit may abound on account.

And Jesus beholds how we give unto Him—
The widow's two mites may seem small,
But she gave with a heart full of love to her Lord,
And to Him— "She gave more than they all."

A cup of cold water, He'll not overlook,
If given as unto the Lord;
How little it takes for the Saviour to note,
And in glory to richly reward.

Who cheerfully, willingly, gives to the Lord,
His promise of blessing is sure:
That He will provide an abundant reward,—
Through eternity, it will endure.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Choose you this day whom ye will serve. Joshua 24:15

The LORD is thy keeper. Psalm 121:5

"He will keep the feet of His saints. 1 Samuel 2:9

The one thing needful, Mary chose;
  Above all else most wise:—
To seek companionship with Christ,—
  His fellowship to prize.

It must have pleased the Saviour well,
  For He went on to say,
The portion she had chosen, nought
  Could ever take away.

And He who makes this promise sure
  Doth slumber not, nor sleep,—
It is our part to make the choice,
  But His, it is, to keep.

If we could only realize,
  When we our choice must make;
The soul who chooses Jesus Christ,
 God never will forsake.

All power is His, in Heaven, and Earth,
  His hand is over all;—
'Tis He who says His child He'll keep,
  And never let him fall.

If we would choose as Mary did,
  What joy our hearts would reap!
Remembering as we make the choice,
  The Lord will safely keep.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

I am the LORD thy God which teacheth thee to profit, which leadeth thee by the way thou shouldest go. Isaiah 48:17

He led them on safely, so that they feared not. Psalm 78:53

He...guided them by the skilfulness of His hands. Psalm 78:72

I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go. I will guide thee with mine eye. Psalm 32:8

Thou goest before us to mark out the way,
Oh! may we not falter, or wander astray,
But cleave to Thee closely, our Shepherd and Guide,
And follow Thy footsteps, whatever betide.

Thou wilt not forsake us, O may we believe,
Thy goodness and mercy, and gladly receive
Thy bountiful blessings, that ever shall flow,
To those who will follow thy footsteps below.

All else is but folly, the world and its ways,
From it, we would scorn its approval and praise,
But seek with a pure heart, to please only Thee,
And live in the sunshine of Thy love, so free.

Thou here once hast suffered, and died on the tree,
Shall we court the world that has crucified Thee?
Nay, all of its glamour, we'd lay in the dust,
And follow our Saviour, with confident trust.

One day Thou art coming, Thy people to claim,
How glad we will be then, if true to Thy Name!
If only we've lived in the light of Thy love,
And focused our eyes upon Jesus above.

Oh! may we lean harder, while here in this scene,
And follow Thy guidance, with nothing between,
So when Thou dost come, or dost summon us home,
We'll have Thy commendment, Thy welcome "well done."
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Teach me Thy way, O LORD, and lead me in a plain path, because of mine enemies. Psalm 27:11

That which I see not, teach Thou me. Job 34:32

Thy words were found, and I did eat them; and Thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart… Jeremiah 15:16

I will delight myself in Thy statutes: I will not forget Thy word. Psalm 119:16

Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path. Psalm 119:105

Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against Thee. Psalm 119:11

"More than my necessary food," Thy Word, O God, I need,
Thy percepts for my daily guide, to wisdom give indeed.
For I esteem Thy judgments and Thy law and Thy command.
The necessary light and truth, to guide me through this land.

Believing in Thy Word, O God, great peace, and joy I find.
A ransom for a sinner planned, according to Thy mind.
A Father from His heart of love, would give His only Son,
And Jesus willingly came down, for our sins to atone.

What depths of love, O God, we see proceeding from Thy heart:
What words of wisdom Thou dost give, Thy counsels to impart.
What grace and mercy, too, we see, Thy goodness all the way,
Thy new compassions greeting us, with every dawning day.

O may we value more and more, Thy Word to light our path,
To keep us in temptation's hour, and shield from Satan's wrath;
And may we not forget Thy Word which leads in ways aright,
But find it is our happiness, our joy and great delight.

Then may Thy Word our portion be, rejoicing of the heart,
To comfort and assurance give, to peace and joy impart.
Thy Word's from everlasting, and forever shall endure,
How needful then to value it, its every word is pure.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Every word of God is pure… Proverbs 30:5

The reproaches of them that reproached Thee are fallen upon Me. Psalm 69:9

Mine enemies reproach Me all the day. Psalm 102:8

Reproach hath broken my heart. Psalm 69:20

They [the apostles] departed..., rejoicing that they were counted worthy to suffer shame for His name. Acts 5:41

By faith Moses... esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures of Egypt. Hebrews 11:24-26

If ye be reproached for the name of Christ, happy are ye; for the spirit of glory and of God resteth upon you. 1 Peter 4:14

Let us go forth therefore unto Him without the camp, bearing His reproach. Hebrews 13:13

His Name, though despised and rejected,
  Is a Name that we honour and love,
For JESUS, disowned by man's hatred,
  Is highly exalted above.

The apostles rejoiced and were happy,
  When suffering shame for His Name,
They counted it joy to be worthy
  To share in His suffering and shame.

And Moses, by faith, forsook Egypt,
  Refusing its treasures and fame,
Chose rather to suffer affliction
  And bear the reproach of His Name.

If ye be reproached for your Saviour,
  The Scripture says "Happy are ye,"
The Spirit of God and of glory
  Is resting in blessing on thee.

O think of the anguish HE suffered,
  These words of His own lips did impart;
"Mine enemies daily reproach Me,"—
  Reproach, it hath broken My heart!"

Dread not the reproach that men offer,
  Fear not their revilings and shame,
For Jesus is with you to comfort,
  He knows, for He's suffered the same.

So, if His reproach you are feeling,
  When following Jesus as Lord,
The path will grow sweeter and brighter,
  And bring an eternal reward.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

I, even I, am He that comforteth you. Isaiah 51:12

He shall feed His flock like a shepherd: He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with young. Isaiah 40:11

He seeketh His sheep, and He calleth them out,
  He knoweth each one by his name.
'Twas for love to His own, He left heaven's bright throne,
  And to this world of suffering came.

For He saw we were sinners, afar off from God,
  And He longed to redeem us from sin;
So He went to the cross, paid our debt with His blood,
  Who receive Him are spotless within.

This Shepherd, who laid down His life for the sheep,
  Who did even to Calvary go,—
His dealings are righteous, His acts all in love,
  His judgments are perfect, we know.

When in infinite wisdom, this Shepherd sees fit,
  To gather a lamb to His breast,
The end from beginning is known unto Him,
  Whatever He doeth is best.

Has He taken your lamb to the glory above?
  Your little one then is at rest,
And is sheltered forever, and tenderly loved,
  And safe, on this Good Shepherd's breast.

And if you know Jesus as your Saviour, too,
  If He has His place in your heart,
One day you will meet Him, your little one, too,
  Together, to ne'er again part.

So set your affections on things up above,
  And own this Good Shepherd as Lord,
Where far brighter riches and glories await,
  For those who have trusted His Word.

Rejoice that your dear one is safe with the Lord,
  And linked you with heaven above,
And live with the prospect and hope that we have,
  To dwell there in eternal love.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)
Written for a young mother, who had lost her baby

Shall not the Judge of all the earth do right? Genesis 18:25.

As for God, His way is perfect. Psalm 18:30

This people have I formed for Myself. Isaiah 43:21

I will come again, and receive you unto Myself. John 14:3

Thy love hast sought and found us, be this our daily
  song,
Thou'st suffered to redeem us, to Thee we now belong,
O keep us blessed Saviour, from straying from Thy
  side,
For we were dearly purchased, for us Thou once hast
  died.

Unto Thyself, Lord Jesus, O may we ever cleave,
For Thee, and Thy blest presence, all else content
  to leave;
Though many changes meet us, in this, the present
  scene,
Thou only art unchanging, and 'tis on Thee I lean.

In Thee, there's peace and comfort, in Thee there's
  joy and rest,
True happiness abiding, when leaning on Thy breast.
Thy love will ever keep us, my happy heart doth sing,
When living in Thy presence, beneath Thy sheltering
  wing.

O may we ever follow, the path Thy feet hast trod.
And find in Thee our pleasure, exceeding joy in God;
The world and all its pleasures, can never satisfy,
There's peace alone in Jesus, known only to faith's eye.

To Thee, O blessed Saviour, may my heart ever cling,
And sing Thy praises ever, My Saviour, Lord, and
  King,
'Till with Thyself in glory, my ransomed soul shall be,
To worship and adore Thee, for all eternity.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy. Psalm 43:4

When Jesus comes to call His own
  To meet Him in the air;
The dear ones who in Jesus sleep
  Will God bring with Him there.

"Together with them" in the clouds
  We'll meet our blessed Lord,
And dwell with Him forevermore,
  According to His Word.

To be forever with the Lord,—
  What comfort this doth bring!
"O grave where is thy victory?"
  "O death where is thy sting?"

"Let not your heart be troubled, then,"
  We hear the Saviour say,
"I will prepare a place for you,
  And come again some day."

Together in the Father's house
  In mansions bright and fair,
We'll dwell with Him forevermore
  And all His glory share.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with Him. 1 Thessalonians 4:14

Thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. 1 Corinthians 11:57

Sing praises to God, sing praises. Psalm 47:6

I will praise the Name of God with a song, and will magnify Him with thanksgiving. Psalm 69:30

By Him therefore, let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips, giving thanks to His Name. Hebrews 13:15

Whoso offereth praise, glorifieth Me. Psalm 50:23

Sing praise to our blessed Redeemer,
  Sing praise to the Lamb who was slain,—
For the work He accomplished at Calv'ry,
  O praise Him again and again.

He is worthy of worship and honor,
  He is worthy of homage and praise,
And His heart is rejoiced and made happy,
  When songs of thanksgiving we raise.

Sing praise to the Saviour, sing praises,
  For sweet is thy voice to the Lord;
Every song that is pleasing to Jesus
  In heaven will have its reward.

For marvelous goodness and mercy,
  And love that's forever the same,
For His grace and such great loving kindness,
  Sing praise to His glorious Name.

O worship, and praise, and adore Him,
  In response to His marvelous love:
He is worthy of endless thanksgiving,—
  The highly exalted above.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

He asked me first to "Hearken"—
  To just incline mine ear;
He had a precious secret
  He wanted me to hear.

He told me to "Consider"—
  His love to ponder o'er,
And all His grace and goodness—
  Which makes me love Him more.

He asked me then to "Worship"—
  My Saviour, Lord—the King,—
And said He was desirous
  That homage I should bring.

To worship Thee? "But Lord,
  I'm vile as vile can be."
He answered me, "My daughter,
  I see no spot in thee."

"Thou'rt trusting in the Saviour
  Whose blood was shed for thee;
That finished work on Calv'ry
  Forever sets thee free."

"And now I see thee standing
  In Christ the Lamb once slain;
Partaker of His righteousness
  And cleansed from every stain."

Yes, Lord, I see it clearly,
  "Tis through Thy blood alone
I can approach and worship
  For all that Thou hast done.

Thy boundless love constrains me;
  "Rememb'ring Thee," 'tis meet
To bring my feeble praises,
  And worship at Thy feet."

And so my heart is peaceful;
  I'm sure such matchless love
Will bear me safely onward
  And Home to Him above.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

The blood of Jesus Christ His Son. cleanseth us from all sin. 1 John 1:7

For the ground is the blood of Christ Jesus,
Which was shed upon Calvary's cross,
To atone for the sins of His people,
When He died to redeem them from loss.

For His blood is fore'er efficacious
To make clean from the vilest of sin,
To restore His own child in communion,
And give peace and enjoyment within.

If to Jesus we flee in confession,
In His goodness and mercy will trust,—
There is pardon and peace in abundance,
For He ever is faithful and just.

He is gracious and merciful ever,
He removes from the heart fear and doubt,
He forgives and restores in communion,
And our sins are fore'er blotted out.

He desires that His children be happy,
'Twas His love that accomplished this plan,
And His blood is the propitiation
For the sins and transgressions of man.

Saviour, keep our souls ever abiding
In Thy matchless and marvelous love;
In the joy of unbroken communion
With our Father in heaven above.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

And Moses took the tabernacle, and pitched it without the camp, afar off from the camp, and called it the Tabernacle of the congregation. And it came to pass, that every one which sought the LORD went out unto the Tabernacle of the congregation, which was without the camp. Exodus 33:7

Let us go forth therefore unto Him without the camp, bearing His reproach. Hebrews 13:13

Outside the camp with Jesus,
  'Tis He who makes the call,
To His beloved far and wide
  To own Him Lord of all.
Outside the camp, where nothing else
  But Jesus fills the heart,
Where He, the center of our thought,
  Doth peace and joy impart.

Outside the camp with Jesus,
  Just gathered to His Name,
Where He Himself is in the midst
  Forevermore the same.
The Holy Spirit leads the way
  When giv'n His rightful place,
To take the precious things of Christ,
  Revealing matchless grace.

Outside the camp with Jesus,
  'Tis Jesus fills our gaze
When He's the object of our thought,
  Our theme of endless praise.
'Tis such a peaceful, precious place,
  A blessed portion this,
A foretaste of the joys to come,
  In Heav'n's eternal bliss.

I take my place, Lord Jesus,
  Outside the camp with Thee,
Apart from all that interferes,
  From worldly service free.
Just gathered round the Lord Himself,
  Remembering Thy love,
Enjoying there Thy presence
  Till we meet Thee Lord, above.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

My cup runneth over. Psalm 23:5

The LORD is my Shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside the still waters. Psalm 23:1, 2

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life. Psalm 23:6

"The Lord is my Shepherd,"
  How precious the word!
He'll lead in green pastures,
  His promise we've heard.
"Beside the still waters,"
  What comfort and rest!
What peace there is found
  Leaning on Jesus' breast!

His goodness and mercy
  Each day may you prove,
His comforting presence,
  His infinite love!
With richest compassions,
  Each morning anew,
May multiplied mercies
  Be showered on you.

"My cup runneth over,"
  His grace so abounds,
That fullest enjoyment
  In Jesus is found.
"The Lord is my portion,"
  This may your soul say,
And you will be happy
  Each step of the way.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Between the circumstance and me
  A Father's loving heart.
Knows all the problems of the path,
  And bears a Father's part.

Between the circumstance and me,
  A Father's holy will.
Is over-ruling everything
  With wisdom and with skill.

Behold the Saviour on the cross,
  In deepest agony,
Who suffered to atone for sin,
  In love for you and me.

The love that held Him to that cross
  To suffer and to die.
That love remains the same today,
  And hears His people's cry.

The power that raised Him from the dead,
  That resurrection power,
Is working for His people's good,
  Each moment and each hour.

O why be burdened then with care?
  The love that set thee free,
Such love is evermore between
  The circumstance and thee.

And when above the circumstance,
  We see God's hand and ways.
It comfort, peace and blessing gives.
  And cause for endless praise.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths. Proverbs 3:6

Looing unto Jesus. Hebrews 12:2

If we look to Him ever for guidance,
  Acknowledge Him always as Lord,
He'll give light for each step of the journey,—
  No problem for Him is too hard.

Should keen disappointment o'ertake us,
  Or trial, or sorrow, or grief,
Just to keep our eyes fixed upon Jesus
  Will give our souls peace, and relief.

He will lead through the worst difficulties,
  Our burdens He'll help us to bear,
And bring blessing from hard circumstances,
  If committed to His loving care.

"If we'll set the Lord always before us,"
  Walk with Him in fellowship sweet,
Then we'll know Him in happy communion,
  And joy here on earth is complete.

Oh, to live in the daily enjoyment,
  And light of our dear Saviour's love;
There could not be a happier pathway,
  Till we meet Him in Glory above.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Call upon Me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me. Psalm 50:15

And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear. Isaiah 65:24.

Your Father knoweth what things ye have need of, before ye ask Him. Matthew 6:8.

His Word is just to rest in Him,
  And trust His love so free;
To cast on Him your every care,
  "Call,—I will answer thee."

In trial or perplexity,
  In trouble or distress,
If on your Father you but call,
  He will your pathway bless.

Are burdens more than you can bear?
  Then is the time to call,
The One who knows your every care,
  Will hear and answer all.

God asks His child to call on Him,
  When troubles sore assail;
"I will deliver," is His Word,
  His promise cannot fail.

The One who watches over you,
  Who notes the sparrow's fall,
His ear is open to your prayer,
  To hear you when you call.

And e'en before you call on Him,
  He knows your every need,
He promises to hear your call,
  And answer you indeed.

Then bring to Him in simple prayer,
  Petitions large or small,
He'll show thee great and mighty things,
  And answer when you call.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

Then shalt thou call, and the LORD shall answer. Isaiah 58:9

Let us draw near. Hebrews 10:22

But now in Christ Jesus, ye who sometimes were far off, are MADE NIGH by the blood of Christ. Ephesians 2:13

We who were once afar off, straying, lost,
Jesus redeemed from sin at such a cost!
With His own blood, He dearly bought His bride,—
To bring her near,—to have her at His side.

Love was the source of that eternal plan,
That brought Him down in blessing unto man;
'Twas matchless love, and rich, exhaustless grace,
Led Him to come and take the sinner's place.

Clothed in His robe of righteousness, we own,
In the Beloved, complete, through grace alone;
Our standing now before the throne on High,
Washed in His blood, redeemed, we are made nigh.

"Let us draw near," is now by grace our right,
Near to that One in whom our souls delight;
Singing the praises of the Lamb who died,—
Near to His loving heart would we abide.

Near to Himself, what comfort, solace, rest!
Fellowship sweet in leaning on His breast;
Near to Himself, there's endless peace and joy,
Peace that the world can nevermore destroy.

Near to Himself, our precious portion now,
Our hearts to Him in praise and worship bow:
Through endless ages near his loving heart,
Sharing His glory soon will be our part.
  —Lois Beckwith (1896-1958)

A people near unto Him. Psalm 148:14

Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Thee: because he trusteth in Thee. Isaiah 26:3

The LORD...knoweth them that trust in Him. Nahum 1:7

And call upon Me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me. Psalms 50:15

Peace, in a world of sin and woe
Peace, midst the darkest cloud,
Peace, His peace He would have us know
In the circumstance allowed.

Oh what a Saviour who loves us so!
Seeking to keep in peace
The hearts of His own who trust in Him;
His mercies never cease.

"Let not your heart be troubled" then
Comes from His heart of love;
"Fear not," neither be thou afraid,
He is watching from above.

"The Lord knoweth them that trust in Him,"
He knows, He loves, He cares,
And He will be with thee when trouble comes;
He hears and answers prayer.

"Call upon Me" in the troublous times
And "I will deliver thee;"
His heart desires a response for He said,
"And thou shalt glorify Me."

Oh may we give thanks for such mighty love
That keeps us in perfect peace,
And may we respond to His heart of love—
May His peace never cease.
  —Lois Beckwith, written Spring 1958