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Sunday
Apr092017

Sunday's Hymn: Ride On! Ride On In Majesty

Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry;
O Saviour meek, pursue thy road
With palms and scattered garments strowed.

Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die:
O Christ, thy triumphs now begin
O’er captive death and conquered sin.

Ride on! ride on in majesty!
The winged squadrons of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes
To see th’approaching sacrifice.

Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh;
The Father on his sapphire throne
Expects his own anointed Son.

Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die:
Bow thy meek head to mortal pain,
Then take, O God, thy power and reign.

—Henry H. Milman

 

 

 

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Sunday
Apr022017

Sunday's Hymn: I Am Thine, O Lord

I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice,
And it told thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith,
And be closer drawn to thee.

Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To the cross where thou hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To thy precious, bleeding side.

Consecrate me now to thy service, Lord,
By the pow’r of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,
And my will be lost in thine.

O the pure delight of a single hour
That before thy throne I spend,
When I kneel in prayer, and with thee, my God,
I commune as friend with friend!

There are depths of love that I cannot know
Till I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may not reach
Till I rest in peace with thee.

 —Fanny Crosby

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday
Mar262017

Sunday's Hymn: I Know Whom I Have Believed

I know not why God’s wondrous grace
To me he hath made known,
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love
Redeemed me for his own.

But “I know whom I have believed,
And am persuaded that he is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto him against that day.”

I know not how this saving faith
To me he did impart,
Nor how believing in his Word
Wrought peace within my heart.

I know not how the Spirit moves,
Convincing men of sin,
Revealing Jesus through the Word,
Creating faith in him.

I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me,
Of weary ways or golden days,
Before his face I see.

I know not when my Lord may come,
At night or noonday fair,
Nor if I’ll walk the vale with him,
Or “meet him in the air.”

—Daniel W. Whittle

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday
Mar192017

Sunday's Hymn: I Need Thee Every Hour

I need thee ev’ry hour,
Most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like thine
Can peace afford.

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I need thee, O I need thee,
Ev’ry hour I need thee,
O bless me now, my Saviour,
I come to thee.


I need thee ev’ry hour,
Stay thou near by;
Temptations lose their pow’r
When thou art nigh.

I need thee ev’ry hour,
In joy or pain;
Come quickly, and abide,
Or life is vain.

I need thee ev’ry hour,
Teach me thy will,
And thy rich promises
In me fulfil.

I need thee ev’ry hour,
Most Holy One;
O make me thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son.

—Annie S. Hawks

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday
Mar152017

Good Gifts from Our Good God

I have a post on God’s goodness—and what it means for us to reflect his goodness—up at Out of the Ordinary this morning.

From the abundance of his generosity, God grows mushrooms to feed squirrels and saplings to feed deer. He provides earthworms for robins and mice for foxes. The greens I grow in my garden come from his goodness, too. He could have created only one kind of salad green, or none at all, but instead, he created crispy romaine, buttery spinach, chewy kale, spicy arugula, and red leaf lettuce for extra visual punch, each variety increasing my pleasure as I eat my salads. Vegetables, fruits, grains, and meats—every different kind is a good gift from our good God.

Head over and read the whole piece.