https://soundcloud.com/tripletxtreme/do-not-harden-your-heart

(Psalms 95:7-8)

For He is our God
And we are the people of His pasture
For He is our God
And we are the flock of His hand

Do not harden your heart
Today if you hear His voice
Do not harden your heart
He is speaking to you today.

Do not harden your heart

WHERE ARE YOU GOING
Composer & Author: NJC & BP

1
Hey, brothers and sisters, where are you going?
Today what are you enjoying?
Day by day must check God in your living!
And remain in enjoying Him.

Chorus
So let's now rise up early in the morning
Live a revived life every day
Simply call on Him, enjoy Him, eat Him
Come and enjoy the Tree of life
Come and enjoy the Tree of life
To fulfill His eternal economy

2.
'Tis Our destination - The New Jerusalem
The line of life we’re remaining
He’s dispensing Himself to our being
For reviving and watering

6. Where Are You Going

This is a recording of us singing "My Goal Is God Himself" at our Fairfax Monday Night Home Meeting.

hymnal.net/en/hymn/nt/350

1. My goal is God Himself, not joy, nor peace,
Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God;
’Tis His to lead me there—not mine, but His—
At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.

2. So faith bounds forward to its goal in God,
And love can trust her Lord to lead her there;
Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard
Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.

3. No matter if the way be sometimes dark,
No matter though the cost be oft-times great,
He knoweth how I best shall reach the mark,
The way that leads to Him must needs be strait.

4. One thing I know, I cannot say Him nay;
One thing I do, I press towards my Lord;
My God my glory here, from day to day,
And in the glory there my great Reward.

My Goal Is God Himself - Church In Fairfax Monday Night Home Meeting (10/03/22)

There are times in my life
When my heart is embittered;
There are questions unanswered.
Yet, You're drawing me 

To enter
Into Your blessed sanctuary
And turning my eyes heavenward.
The questions of constant inquiry
Are changed to these words:

“Whom do I have in heaven
But You, dear Jehovah?
My flesh and my heart
Constantly fail,

But God's still
The strength of my heart and my portion.
To Him forever I'll draw near.
I've made Jehovah my sweet refuge.”
So now throughout the years

Turn my view to see You.
How I need to see Jesus!
Though I don't understand
The ways that You take,

Lord, make me
A babe and suckling, always praising,
Enjoying Your worth day by day.
Let each experience constitute me,
So Your life I'll display
In every way.

There are times in my life

Unto Him That Hath Thou Givest

Once I Thirsted (Hymn 1327)

I'm Pressing on the Upward Way #396

Witches Brew Their Potions

How Sweet the Name (Rough)

1. What was it, blessed God,
Led Thee to give Thy Son,
To yield Thy Well-beloved
For us by sin undone?
’Twas love unbounded led Thee thus,
’Twas love unbounded led Thee thus,
To give Thy Well-beloved for us.

2. What led Thy Son, O God,
To leave Thy throne on high,
To shed His precious blood,
To suffer and to die?
’Twas love—unbounded love to us,
’Twas love—unbounded love to us
Led Him to die and suffer thus.

3. What moved Thee to impart
Thy Spirit from above,
Therewith to fill our heart
With heavenly peace and love?
’Twas love—unbounded love to us,
’Twas love—unbounded love to us
Moved Thee to give Thy Spirit thus.

4. What love to Thee we owe,
Our God, for all Thy grace!
Our hearts may well o’erflow
In everlasting praise!
Make us, O God, to praise Thee thus,
Make us, O God, to praise Thee thus
For all Thy boundless love to us.

What Was It, Blessed God/神阿你為何故 (April)

https://www.hymnal.net/en/hymn/h/930

1
“Must I go, and empty-handed,”
Thus my dear Redeemer meet?
Not one day of service give Him,
Lay no trophy at His feet?

“Must I go, and empty-handed?”
Must I meet my Savior so?
Not one soul with which to greet Him:
Must I empty-handed go?

2
Not at death I shrink nor falter,
For my Savior saves me now;
But to meet Him empty-handed,
Thought of that now clouds my brow.

3
O the years in sinning wasted;
Could I but recall them now,
I would give them to my Savior,
To His will I’d gladly bow.

4
O ye saints, arouse, be earnest,
Up and work while yet ’tis day;
Ere the night of death o’ertake thee,
Strive for souls while still you may.

Empty Handed? (#930)

Let everything that has breath praise Jehovah!

How Sweet the Name (Rough)

Savannah Williamson