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Sunt un om,ca si tine.Un calator prin mintea ta.Ca m-am nascut nu e vina mea,ca am trait,e multumirea mea,dar cum ma voi duce,e planul lui Dumnezeu!

Wednesday, April 16, 2025

Daca as fi stapan pe lumea intreaga…

Dac-as fi stapan pe lumea-ntreaga, Si pe Domnul daca n-as avea, Toate lucrurile trecatoare, Fericire-n viata nu mi-ar da! Pot avea orice,dar,fara Domnul, Paguba e tot castigul meu. Nu-s aici placeri sa poata-ntrece Fericirea langa Dumnezeu. Pot avea un nume plin de faima, Bogatii ca nimeni pe pamant, Daca n-am nadejdea altor tarmuri, Toate sunt atunci ca pleava-n vant. Ce castig ar fi sa-L pierd pe Domnul, Ce-a dus crucea grea in locul meu? Poate oare da pamantul pacea, Ce-o gasesc doar langa Dumnezeu? Ce tristete,fara Salvatorul, Prin atatea grele incercari, Si ce-ntunecime-n vesnicie, Plansete si-amare remuscari. Si de ce sa stau,fara salvare, Cand salvarea El mi-o da in dar? Fara El,e-atata intuneric, Vesnicia-ntreaga e-un cosmar. Cata fericire-i langa Domnul! Ce duios balsam vindecator, El pacatul sterge fara urma, Si dureri alina rabdator. Daca-L am pe Isus,doar pe Isus, Pot sarac sa fiu,dispretuit, El e slava mea,Mantuitorul, Sunt cu El bogat si fericit.
If I gained the world,but lost the Savior, Were my life worth living for a day? Could my yearning heart find rest and comfort, In the things that soon must pass away? If I gained the world,but lost the Savior, Would my gain be worth the lifelong strife? Are all earthly pleasures worth comparing For a moment with a Christ-filled life? Had I wealth and love in fullest measure, And a name revered both far and near, Yet no hope beyond,no harbor waiting, Where my storm-tossed vessel I could steer; If I gained the world,but lost the Savior, Who endured the cross and died for me, Could then all the world afford a refuge, Whither,in my anguish,I might flee? O what emptiness!without the Savior, ’Mid the sins and sorrows here below! And eternity,how dark without Him! Only night and tears and endless woe! What,though I might live without the Savior, When I come to die,how would it be? O to face the valley’s gloom without Him! And without Him all eternity! O the joy of having all in Jesus! What a balm the broken heart to heal! Ne’er a sin so great,but He’ll forgive it, Nor a sorrow that He does not feel! If I have but Jesus,only Jesus, Nothing else in all the world beside, O then everything is mine in Jesus, For my needs and more He will provide.

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