Sunday, July 19, 2009

Take My Hand Lord

By Kurt Hardy
~Song ~
(John 10:29-30)
July 19, 2009

Take my hand Lord
I'm but a child
Walk down the road
With me awhile

The night is dark
And the day is long
I feel so weak
But I know you're strong

(chorus) Pick me up.... in your strong arms
Keep me safe.... from all alarm
Give me faith that I should know
You’re with me Lord, everywhere I go

Teach me Lord every single day
Where to go and what to say

I know You have, a special plan
I’m secure in the center of Your hand

(chorus) Pick me up.... in your strong arms
Keep me safe.... from all alarm
Give me faith that I should know
You’re with me Lord, everywhere I go

If I get we take our walk
Let’s Sit together for a rest and talk

Let me hear again....the words you tell
How You've saved my soul
From the depths of hell

(chorus) Pick me up.... in your strong arms
Keep me safe.... from all alarm
Give me faith that I should know
You’re with me Lord, everywhere I go

Take my hand Lord
I'm but a child
Walk down the road
With me awhile

The night is dark
And the day is long
I feel so weak
But I know you're strong

(Chorus 2X) Pick me up.... in your strong arms
Keep me safe.... from all alarm
Give me faith that I should know
You’re with me Lord, everywhere I go

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

God Save America

By Kurt Hardy

God has blessed America with an abundance of wealth;
For in the beginning we helped others instead of our self.

When the Pilgrims landed upon Plymouth Rock
They taught their children the right way to walk.

“Help your neighbors as much as you can,
Reach out to the stranger and lend him a hand.

Spread the Gospel of peace and share God’s love,
Be sure to thank the Lord for His blessings from above”.

Another commandment they shared with them,
Becoming ‘role models’ themselves from beginning to end’

“Have respect for the elderly and your parents to obey,
Do what is right, not what’s popular for today”.

Soon people came from across the sea,
Hoping to find life with liberty.

And so we opened our arms and welcomed them in,
They became our neighbors and soon our friends.

Our nation began to grow into quite a crowd
So we raised up a flag and we were all so proud.

They sang an anthem, “God Bless America”, to You we belong,
Give us life and grant us freedom in this land to be strong’.

Yes, God has blessed America, but will America bless Him,
Or will we rebel against His Holy Word and live our lives for sin?

Parents believed God’s word, that ‘the two shall become one’,
They taught this to their daughters and each of their sons.

They said “Love is a seed that takes time to grow
It will teach you of life and the things you should know”.

“Remember dear children, the freedom America has won”.
Your belief of God’s word, will affect the future to come”.

On Sunday people took their day of rest
Many went to worship in their very best.

Believing the Bible and the duties of the church,
"Don't lie and don’t steal, for deception never works".

There was a reverence for God’s word across our land,
From the faithful who believed, to the most cynical man.

So God blessed America with power and fame,
And with money we honored Him by printing His name.

But it didn't take long to forget the reason why,
That money was more important for the toys we could buy.

What will become of this country, this great powerful land,
If we turn our backs on God and reject His moral plan?

America began to stumble due to abundance of ease
Unmindful of God’s word and doing whatever they please.

They forgot it was God who gave power and wealth
So they began to worship things and put the bible on the shelf.

It wasn’t long through the process of time
That moral depravity began to fill their mind.

“Why live under laws that bind and constrain”.
“Morality’s just a word’, they all complained.

“Take the Bible out of congress, remove it from our schools
We know what’s right or wrong, our voice shall be the rule”.

Soon moral depravity weaved its way like a snake
Into the souls of people, their lives it would take.

Laws were passed that caused political corruption,
Leading to civil unrest and community disruption.

Parades of angry people marched to Washington D.C.,
With banners they shouted, “We want to be free”.

“We have the power, for freedom of speech,
Let’s burn the flag, trample it under our feet”,

“ Who says that marriage is with a woman and a man,
The Bible is a fable, we have a better plan”.

They shouted down the union between Adam and Eve
And voted marriage should be with ‘Adam and Steve’.

Families were under attack and abortion became the issue,
“There’s no life in an embryo, it’s only lifeless tissue”.

Laws were soon passed, because the public complained,
“Legalize narcotics to ease our stress and pain”.

Depravity became cancerous, its tentacles grew strong,
People couldn’t tell the difference of what’s right or wrong.

Corruption grew into jealousy and then suspicion crept in
Against people who were different and the color of their skin.

Mistreating people of color, shouting words with angry faces,
“Keep them in the slums and barrios, let them live in those ghetto places.

"You’re a bunch of foreigners, so you can be served last”.
“We’re smarter and better than you, learn to stay in your class”.

Angry shouts were hurled “Send them back over the border,
“They’re rioting in our streets and causing civil disorder".

Soon America was filled with chaos and dismay,
Because no light was there to guide their way.

Gay Rights and abortion was on a constant display,
Men and women going insane and drugs led the way.

When immorality rules people, it births spiritual idolatry,
It drains a nation of its strength and all of its vitality.

God has blessed America, He has prospered our great land
He has given us wealth and riches and kept us in His hand.

How long will God be patient, giving to us His loving grace,
If we despise His Holy Word, desiring lust to take His place?

If we fail God’s Word, America will crumble to the ground,
Only in the pages of history will America’s name be found.

America the beautiful, what will truly be your end?
God’s voice is crying out, will you return back to Him?

By Kurt Hardy

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Candle Light

(Matt 5:14)
By Kurt Hardy

The candle is the light of men
some burn bright, while others grow dim.

There is a difference between the two,
it's making choices in the things we do.

If you walk the path that's full of light
then your candle will burn long and bright.

But if you choose the easy trail,
soon your candle will die and fail.

Is your candle a flickering flame?
are you fearful it will not remain?

Change your thinking and the way you live
begin loving people and learn how to give

You'll see your candle begin to grow bright
like a lighthouse burning in the darkest night.

Church World

(Matt 27:19)
By Kurt Hardy

God didn't call the world to go to church
He called the Church to go to the world

So Church, let's go to the world
that the world may go to church!

The Clarion

By Kurt Hardy
(I COR 14:8)

Father let not my life linger in the past
Grant me to live for You; this is all that I ask

I desire Your word of truth, all you’ve given to me
Make it clear like a clarion, that I might hear and see

Not a voice that is vague like an unfamiliar song
But one with power, that my faith may be strong

Father I love you, guide me each and everyday
To be faithful to Your Word in all that You say


Kurt Hardy

To compromise is not very wise
if you're playing with the things of sin,

For like a snake, if you decide to take
very soon it will do you in.

Like Adam and Eve....who were deceived
by the lying snake in the garden

For the devil said...."Go right ahead,
take the fruit...God will give you His pardon".

Before they realized they had compromised
a dark shadow had come over them;

In just one hour they fell to the power
of the serpent, his lies and sin.

Put away wandering eyes, so you won't compromise
for it's better to do what's right.

Now if you do... God's Word is true
He'll bless you every day and night


A Cowboy's Prayer

“A Cowboys Prayer”
By Kurt Hardy

Thank you Lord for my days have been long
To stay in the saddle and keeping me strong

One day I’ll be going to my last rodeo
I pray I’ll be ready when it’s my time to go

With the tie in my teeth and rope in hand
I knew I would win, cause I’m a rodeo man

Like a flash of lighting, that’s all it seem to take
I remembered all my failures and life long mistakes

“Lord I know I haven’t always lived in the light
But every time I’ve tried to do what’s right”

With the calf out the chute and my rope overhead
A perfect throw, but I missed instead

Pulling my had down low, recoiling the rope
Two times I’ve missed, don’t have much hope

Been thinking about that last rodeo ride
I have a choice to make and I must decide

“Lord I haven’t called on You much in my life
Been working real hard, both me and my wife

I don’t want to miss this chance to ride
I’m asking for help and to forgive my pride"

The chute men stretched the cord across the line
With rope in hand, I hoped the prize was mine

Five seconds my rope, the calf had found
Stretched out and tied, he laid on the ground

The crowds in the stand were cheering there
But I bowed my knee in humble prayer

“Thank you Lord for my rodeo ride
And helping me to finally decide

That life has its failures and I don’t have to fall
Just give You my burdens and You’ll take them all”


The Succesful Life

“The Successful Life”
By Kurt Hardy

You have success, but you failed to succeed
You’ve got the toys, but not what you need

Life seems full, yet you hunger for more
Things thought important, is now just a bore

You have spending money and looking fine
But still feel empty with no peace of mind

Take a look in the mirror and see what you see
Is the person you’re looking at, what you want to be?

Life is more than riches and fame
Corporate climbing and making a name

Expresso coffee and hailing down a cab
Schedules and pressure, driving you mad

True riches in life are simple to find
It’s about loving others and being kind

Enjoy the moment, the simple things of life
Play more with your children and love your wife

Get to know your neighbors, reach out your hand
Help the poor and the needy, bless your fellow man

By helping others and giving your best
Your life will be counted as being a success



By Kurt Hardy

My name is time.
Do not waste me
building sand castles in the sky

For while waiting for your dreams
I will quickly pass you by

My Creator has commanded me
An allotment to give

All of creation
A time to live

Artist dream dreams and leaders see visions
But I call all to make a sure decision

So put feet to your dreams
And do it right away

For I give not a promise
That you have another day

Just For You

“Just For You”
(Song) By Kurt Hardy June 3, 2009

(Chorus 2x)
I want to thank You Lord
Just for You
For Your love, mercy and grace

I want to thank You Lord
Oh, yes I do
I want to thank You,
Thank You lord

When I wake up in the morning and the sun don’t shine
That don’t bother me
Because the love of Christ shines in my heart
And gives me hope everyday to believe

(Chorus 1x)
I want to thank You Lord
Just for You
For Your love , mercy and grace
I want to thank You Lord
Oh, yes I do
I want to thank You,
Thank You lord

Verse 2
When I slip and fall, the Devil shouts to me
“You’ve failed, now you’re lost”
I tell him he’s a liar and he’ll burn in the fire
Christ’s blood has saved me at the cross

(Chorus 2x) end with I want to thank you, thank You Lord (2x)


Wind,Earth And Fire

I Kings 19:11-12
By Kurt Hardy

In the cave God spoke to Elijah
He said, “Listen to what I say
It's not by wind, earth and fire
I speak in a soft and tender way

Men shall boast of their triumphs
and you say your life is through!
Have no fear my precious child
For the Lord your God is with you

Who created the heavenly stars
and all the fish in the sea?
Who made the majestic mountains
and also the honey bee?

Who can make the sun to shine
and hold the wind in his hand?
Put your trust in the power of God
and not in the strength of man

Have no fear, I'm with you
For you are my loving desire
and I will take you through…
The Wind, Earth and Fire”


The Cross

“The Cross”
By Kurt Hardy

What do you see when you look at the cross,
Just a decoration hanging on a wall?

Does it reveal to you, what you should do
Cry out a declaration to all who are lost

Will you go by faith now that you see
And preach the cross to set men free?

Ther Harvest

The Harvest
By Kurt Hardy

God promises a great harvest
Then gives us a bag of seeds

“Now do what you have heard and plant My word
I will provide for all of your needs.

Though your way shall be narrow and difficult to climb
If you will stay faithful to me, I promise you’ll receive
A harvest of blessings every time”

Prisoner Of Hope

Prisoner of Hope
By Kurt Hardy
Heb. 11:6
I will not give up, I will never give in
Though I am often assailed by the arrows of sin

My defense is found in the power of His name
His authority is mine and I shall always remain

On trial this day for what I believe,
Thirty nine strips did I receive

Called a liar and deceiver, that’s what they said
Condemned in this prison until I am dead.

“He will not last, he can not cope”
But I shall, for I am a prisoner of hope

“Hope you therefore in the Lord your God,
For against Him, no one can stand

For He who made both heaven and earth
Shall deliver you by the power of His hand”

Be now encouraged my fellow saint
Do not cast your hope away

For very soon, His light shall dawn
And give you hope for another day

The Call

“The Call”
Matthew 6:13-14
Kurt Hardy

Give what you have
Do what you can

Serve the helpless
Love your fellowman

Be all of what God
Has called you to be

The salt of the earth
A light for all to see

Treasures From The Heart

Treasures Of The Heart
By Kurt Hardy

A song is an expression of how one feels,
The treasure of his heart is what he reveals.

Some sing of sadness and the troubled life they've lived,
Their hearts filled with sorrow and only bitterness they give.

Searching hard for silver and looking for gold
Believing this is what their treasure should hold.

Then there are others who decided to find
The treasure of joy and great peace of mind.

And when they have found the right way to live,
Out of their treasure they are able to give.

Both have a song in which to sing
And from the treasure of their hearts
Is what they will bring.

My Life

By Kurt Hardy

I was just 13 when I began to do crime,
I had no family and an abundance of time.

I started drinking beer for a little comfort
and cheer,

Then I began smoking dope when I found I
couldn't cope.

As life got harder...I needed a new starter;

So I tried cocaine to deal with my pain
and that's when my life went completely insane.

When I was 14 I thought it was keen
to be with the boys at all of the scenes.

I joined a gang because life was a bore,
it didn't take long til I became a whore.

Selling my body for nickel or a dime,
trying so hard to have a good time.

I was gang'n and bang'n and doing lots of things
at a tender young age of just 15.

Now at 16 I've done it all,
Spent time at camp and juvenile hall.

I had one kid and aborted another,
"I'm too young to be somebody's mother".

I'm tired of life after 17 years
crying my eyes out with a million tears.

My life is filled with heartaches and sorrows
with no hope of a future or a better tomorrow.

Is this all the world has to offer me,
a broken life filled with misery?

I began to think of my lonely past,
and what I'd give for something real to last.

With pills in a bottle and a razor in my hand,
I thought of my life and I had a better plan.

I began to write a note to those I thought would care;
maybe they would cry or even say a prayer.

I started with names to put on my list,
to say that I loved them, and then cut my wrist.

When I began to write my heart was gripped with fear,
for I couldn't think of a one,
and my eyes filled with tears.

No one is this world cared at all about me;
whether I was dead or alive, in prison or free.

I never felt so lonely as I did just then,
To be in this world without a single friend.

I took the lid off the bottle, and pressed the
razor to my throat.

I wouldn't bear the loneliness,
and I knew I couldn't cope.

Just then I heard a choir's music from
down the street;

It seemed so timely, the words I heard..
a melody so soft and sweet.

"Amazing Grace" were the words they sang...
and how Christ, He died on the cross.

To give hope to the discouraged, heal the broken hearted
and love to all that were lost.

I ran down the stairs and out in the street;
to go to that God I would speak.

"Dear God, are you you know how I feel..
and will you truly become my friend?

Will you give me hope, take away the dope,
and make my life all new again?"

When I finished my prayer as I was sittin' there..
the strangest thing happened to me.

I felt God's joy, and His peace come over me;
through the power of HIS love..I am now set free.

Thank you Dear Jesus for hearing my prayer,
for coming to me when no else cared.

You give me hope...a life to live in..
You cleansed my heart and took away my sin.

You have given back..."MY LIFE"

Praying To God

Kurt Hardy

Here I am in my closet place
worshiping God upon my face,

Not aware of the passing time
resting in His love and peace of mind.

How can I give you glory today
as I listen to what God might say.

I heard no thunder nor did lightning strike,
the earth didn't quake, by the power of His might.

Intently I waited for what I might hear,
His gentle voice whispered in my ear

"Spread peace, good will, go tell all men
there's hope and forgiveness for all their sin.

I'll lead them from darkness to the pathway of light,
their Shepherd in the day and their protector at night

All who will come and follow me,
I'll give them new life for eternity."

That was all I heard my Saviour say,
with joy in my heart I left that day.

As I travel the highways and walk through the streets,
I proclaim the Good News to all that I meet.

God's love fills my heart, His joy's on my face
I found it by prayer in my little closet place.

Broken Toy's

BY Kurt Hardy (Psalm 37:4-5)

When I was just a little boy
I came to my father one day

I said "Daddy please, will you fix my toy
so I can go out and play?"

He said to me, "Son can't you see
I don't have the time for you,

Someday you'll understand when you become a man
I've more important things to do."

As the years passed by, I don't know why
but my life became like that toy.

It never got repaired, no one seemed to care
to mend the heart of a broken little boy.

For years I cried, I was empty inside,
no life, no love or hope.

My painful thinking, led me to drinking,
from there.. my life turned to dope.

Late one night when the moon was bright
I staggered outside of a bar

I looked up in the sky and let out with a sigh
for the heavens were lit up by the stars.

While I was standing there, I said a quick prayer
hoping that God might hear.

"Lord could it be, you'd love a man like me?"
as I brushed away my tears.

"Will you heal this little boy, fill his heart with your joy
then set him free to be a brand new man?

I'm tired and alone, can't make it on my own
I need your strength and the power of your hand."

Then he said to me so tenderly,
His voice inside my mind,

"Your prayer is heard and I've given you my word
My son, I'll always have time!"

I can’t tell you what happened that night,
for it's difficult for words to say

But God healed my life, removed the bitterness of strife
and He's been my Father ever since that day.


By retired Deputy Sheriff/Rev. Kurt Hardy

I was born on the West Side....
And when I was young, my parents died.

Because I was too little to be left on my own,
The county had me placed in a foster home.

I always tried to do what was right,
But something would get me mad....
And I'd get into a fight.

Finally I decided to drop out of school,
The crowd I ran with thought it would be cool.

Soon I found myself alone in the street.
Without any friends or a place to sleep.

I thought of getting myself some employment....
To have spending money for fun and enjoyment.

So I tried my hand at swinging a mop
In exchange for a hamburger and a soda pop.

But that wasn't for wasn't my style,
I wanted the big time ...something worthwhile.

I had two strikes against me, I know it's true,
I felt so helpless; I didn't know what to do.

With no where to go or spend my time,
I went to the liquor store and stole some wine.

When it was gone...I wanted some more,
So I went straight back to the same liquor store.

I reached inside the liquor bin,
And started out the door with a bottle of gin.

Little did I know what was waiting outside,
It was a big old Cop who said, "Let's take a ride".

He took me down to the county jail....
Where I spent 20 days cause I couldn't make bail.

That was the beginning of my life with crime,
And jail is where I'd stay for most of the time.

In and out of jail again and again,
Finally did a stretch in the old state pen.

One day while sitting in my lonely cell,
I started to take my life, but I was afraid of Hell.

I broke down with tears and began to cry,
That’s when I asked God for the reason why.

Why did my parents have to die,
Breaking my heart and making me cry?

Why was I left completely alone,
To live in somebody's Foster Home?

And why am I angry all of the time,
So I have to get loaded on a jug of wine?

And please Oh God, will you tell...
Will I spend my life forever in jail?

And Lord I ask you to forgive my sin,
I invite you now in my heart to come in.

I strained to listen for His voice to hear,
But all I heard were my sobbing tears.

I fell asleep for a little while....
But was awakened by a voice so tender and mild.

It was faint at first, I couldn't tell what it said,
So I just laid quietly upon my bed.

Again I heard the sound of the voice,
It said very clearly..."I give YOU the choice".

"If you are willing My words to obey,
To trust and believe in what I have to say;

Then I want you now to make your decision
To follow me and I'll lead you from prison.

From the prison of anger and the bitterness within,
I'll heal your wounded heart and forgive all your sins”

A few years went by I was released from the pen,
I knew that day...I'd never come back again.

For JESUS healed my heart and wiped away all my tears,
And I've been walking with Him all of these years.

And friend I know this poem is true
What He did for me, He will do for you.


Only The Lonely

By Kurt Hardy

Only the lonely
Can say they suffer loss
God says He knows
His Son died on the Cross.

Only the lonely
Feel the emptyness within
The Lord understands
And said He'd be your friend.

Only the lonely
Experience such fears
Jesus will comfort and dry all your tears.

Only the lonely
Dread dying alone
But the Savior had promised to take you home

Thank you Dear Lord
Never lonely again
Since I opened my heart
And you came in.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Mary and Martha
Kurt Hardy
Luke 10:39-42

“Jesus, please tell Mary to help me with my chores
I need her to peel potatoes and mop up the floors.

I know she hangs onto every word you have said
But, could you tell her to set the table and make up her bed?”

Jesus said to Martha so tender and sweet,
“Mary’s tears from her eyes has washed my feet.

This day she has revealed the burdens of her soul,
And I’ve healed her broken heart and made her whole.”

Then Jesus looked deeply into Martha’s eyes,
“Martha, Martha do you realize…
how you strive for things in life?

I know your desire for it burns like a fire
To someday become a wife.

Caring for your family, always needs to be done
However, Mary has discovered that I’m God’s Son

She has chosen to give Me honor, this very day
And her reward shall never be taken away.”

I Long To Hear My Father Say

I Long To Hear My Father Say”
By Kurt Hardy

I know my father loved me
but I never heard him say
“I love you child and I’m so proud
in every single way”

I’m sure my father loved me
I wished he’d told me so
His words would have meant more to me
Than treasures filled with gold

Now my father has gone
to that heavenly place
I know someday I’ll be there
to see his smiling face

Today I’m a parent
with children of my own
I always kiss and hold them
even though they’re now full grown

And now I’m in my sunset years
I ponder my youthful past
How I longed to hear my father say
“I love you-you need not ask”

My ears hear squealing laughter
Little hands tug at my clothes
“Oh please grampa,tell us another story
about times of long ago”

My grandchildren are such a blessing
They’ve filled my hungry soul
Where once my heart was wounded
their love has made it whole.

Grace For Grief

Grace For Grief
Romans 12:19-21
By Kurt Hardy

A painful arrow has pierced my soul
Anger and bitterness has be in control

To think I should give Grace
To the one who gave me Grief?

Oh, for the love of vengeance
That would give my pain relief

Each day reminds me how I was betrayed
By those, I put my confidence in

My love and trust, I gave my all
And they even called me their friend

Then one-day news came to me
Hard times had fallen on them

I knew the reason why, they caused me to cry,
And now they must pay for their sin

Lord, “I can’t pray they should be blessed
Give them suffering and pain and nothing less”

Then I wept and cried, “Lord give me relief”
He whispered to me “Give Grace for Grief”

“Lord, You want me to give them provisions to eat
With clothes to wear and shoes for their feet?

“Are You asking me that I should forgive
For the things that they have done

The pain and shame they gave to my name
And they did it in front of everyone”?

“I know My child of your anxiety
What they did to you, they did to Me

If you want My peace to be given to your soul
Forgive what they’ve done and I’ll make you whole

If you believe in Me, your Father up above
Then show them you care, by giving My love”

So I called my old friends for lunch that day
And I couldn’t believe what they had to say

“Why are you showing such kindness to us
And praying to God that He might bless?

You’ve showered us with kindness, were so ashamed
We ask that you forgive us, for causing such pain”

That was forty years ago, to this very day
And we’re the best of friends in everyway

This statement is true, it is my belief
That real healing begins, by offering
Grace for Grief.

The Oasis

by Kurt Hardy

In the desert of sorrow and tribulation
I struggle through the hot burning sands,

Hoping to find an oasis of peace
to quench the thirst of this dying man.

In the furnace of despair
the sun burns deep in my soul

Like a wind driven tumbleweed
without direction or control.

If only there was sanity
for the struggles in my life;

To find a garden of Eden
to have peace without strife .

Above my head in the distant sky
I see the vultures of doubt assail

Watching me....looking to see
if I'll quit, give up and fail.

In exhaustion I stumbled and fell to the ground
with no hope for my soul I cried,

This struggle is more than I can bare
God rescue me lest I should die.

With all my strength I rose to my feet,
I began my life once again

But the desert seemed strange
for my outlook had changed
I had found that `Oasis' within.

Though I've walked through the valley
of the shadow of death
this one thing I have found to be true

Instead of struggling in despair
give it to God in prayer
and He'll provide an `Oasis' for you!

A Desert Place

(Acts 8:26-40)

By Kurt Hardy

My name is Philip
I'm a evangelist
For my Lord

Been called to preach the Gospel
His Word I call the sword.

Once while I was deep in prayer
And trying to make a decision,

An angel of God came to me
In a beautiful and marvelous vision.

Philip, he said..
“Get up from your bed
I have a message
From the Lord for you.

Go wash your face
There's no time to waste
For the work God wants you to do."

I pondered the words
The angel had said
The assignment was hard
One I feared I would dread.

“Go to the desert”
He said to me
“There I'll do a work
That will set the captive free”.

So I journeyed down
That hot dusty road
A place so treacherous
That no one dared to go.

"Dear God, are you sure
This is where I am to be?"

These were the words
I heard the Lord say to me,

"Go before my face
To this dry and desolate place,

There you will be
A special minister for me.

For my WORD
Shall be heard
Throughout this desert land,

It will be taught and instructed
To an Ethiopian man.

He's coming your way
In a royal chariot today,
A man of position and great power.

For he longs to be free
And he's searching for me
That's why I've sent you
At this hour.

I've appointed this man
To take my WORD to his land
And tell the people of that nation;

That because of my love
I came down from above
To set them free without hesitation.

For Philip, you know...
I was destined to go
And die upon an old rugged cross;

And all who believe
I will surely receive
And they shall never again be lost."

I wondered in amazement,
What I heard was real
When suddenly came the sounds
From a chariots wheel.

He was a tall black man
Very handsome and slender
Dressed in royalty
Of magnificence and splendor.

A minister of finance
For Candace the Queen
And reading from the Bible,
At least that's what it seemed.

The voice of the Lord
Told me what to say,

"Sir, do you understand
What you're reading today?"

He called me to his side,
"Will you be my guide,
For I'm reading from Isaiah fifty-three?"

"Certainly I can,
It's about the Son of Man
And how He died to set
The sinner's free."

Then he said to me,
"I want to be free
From my heavy burden of sin."

"Then will you believe,
And by faith receive
Jesus Christ in your heart
To come in?"

"Yes I will,"
He said with a thrill
"For now I finally realize...

Because He loves me so
He has saved my soul,
Now it's time to be baptized."

A pool of water was close at hand
A beautiful oasis in that desert land.

Down to the water
We both stepped in,
Praising the Lord
For the forgiveness of sin.

And when he came out
He gave a glorious shout,

"I must go to the Queen,
And tell what I've seen
About this wonderful story;

How God in His love
Came down from above
For man to share in His glory."

He began to thank God,
Then he looked around...
But I was gone
And couldn't be found;

For the Spirit of the Lord
Took me through the air,
To a little town meeting
That was holding prayer.

The Golden Cord

The Golden Cord

By Kurt Hardy

It was a dark and stormy night,
the moon and stars would give no light.

The rain kept pounding
on my window outside

And the wind would howl
like a wolf when it cries.

Sounds of rolling thunder
exploded with a crash;

Rattling the room
then lighting would flash

Scary dark shadows
danced across my door

I believe I heard monsters
crawling around on the floor.

Suddenly a flash of light
and I saw it standing there,

It looked like a wolf
but it could of been a bear.

I heard the growl of thunder
it made an awful roar,

It seemed to be pounding
upon my bedroom door.

I wanted to reach for
the bedroom light,

But it was too far away,
and I was filled with fright.

Under my covers I began to pray...
"Oh God, please chase the monsters away,

I promise to you I'll do what's right,
please keep me safe throughout the night."

I peered from my covers,
maybe the monsters were gone

Hoping that soon
the morning would dawn.

Another burst of thunder
shook my bed

I pulled my pillow
tightly around my head.

My eyes welled up
with floods of tears

My heart was pounding
and full of fears;

"Please Dear Lord
way up in heaven,

I'm just a little boy
and I'm only seven.

I'm afraid of the monsters
the storm brought in,

If I cry out for help
it's surely my end."

I wanted to cry out
but was afraid to make a noise

Because that's how monsters
find little boys.

On top of the covers
a hand touched my shoulder,

I shuttered with fear
that my life was over.

Slowly I turned
to look and see

What was the thing
that put it's hand on me!

There in my room
so shinny and bright

Was a figure of a man
it was an awesome sight.

He was as tall as the ceiling
clear down to the floor
He must have been
seven feet or more.

His robe was beautiful
a sight to behold

It sparkled like diamonds
with threads of gold.

Around His waist
was a golden cord

Upon which hung
a flaming sword.

My heart was pounding
as loud as could be

That God would send
an angel to me.

Then He smiled
these words He said

As he tucked me tightly
into bed,

"I'll stand guard
you'll be all right,

Nothing will harm you
in the storm tonight.

For God has sent me
to keep watch over you

So you can sleep
the whole night through."

I closed my eyes
to say a prayer

I opened them slowly,
He was still standing there

Then finally I drifted
off to sleep

Knowing the Angel of God
my soul would keep.

When I opened my eyes
It was morning time

Through my bedroom window
the sun did shine.

I was so excited
that I ran down stairs

To tell Mom and Dad
how God heard my prayers

That He sent His angel
in the storm last night

To calm my fears
it was quite a sight.

He was seven feet tall
from the ceiling to the floor

I told this to them
and a whole lot more.

"We're happy you believed
you saw a visitor from heaven

but it was just a dream
after all, you're only seven"

I went upstairs
and laid down on my bed

For my parents didn't believe
a single word I said.

I began to cry
to God in a prayer

I said..."Lord, I know
you're angel was there.

I felt so strange
and out of place

So I went to the bathroom
and washed my face.

As I walked in my room
I just had to stare

For the `Golden Cord'
was hanging on the chair.

I remembered it then
it was on the angel's waist,

It held his sword
so firmly in place

I said..."Dear Lord,
is this a message for me?"

I thought of taking it
to my parents to see

But then again
I know what they'd say

Go outside son
it's time to play.

For seventy-five years
I've told my story

And I want the Lord
to receive the glory;

He calmed my heart
and took away my fears

And has given me peace
through all these years.

The story I tell...
I'll never get bored,

For in my hand I hold

@ Copyright 1992
The Hardy Ministries