The Sinner's Need of Christ

Repentance

Confession

Consecration

Faith and Acceptance

The Test of Discipleship

Growing Up Into Christ

The Work and the Life

A Knowledge of God

The Privilege of Prayer

What to Do With Doubt

Rejoicing in the Lord

 When I survey the wondrous cross
   On which the Prince of glory died,
 My richest gain I count but loss,
   And pour contempt on all my pride.

 See, from His head, His hands, His feet,
   Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet?
   Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

 Since I, who was undone and lost,
   Have pardon through His name and Word;
 Forbid it, then, that I should boast,
   Save in the cross of Christ my Lord.

 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
   That were a tribute far too small;
 Love so amazing, so divine,
   Demands my life, my soul, my all.

    -- Isaac Watts.