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Thursday, January 26, 2023

Constantly Abiding



CONSTANTLY ABIDING 

by Anne S. Murphy

 There’s a peace in my heart that the world never gave,

A peace it cannot take away;

Tho' the trials of life may surround like a cloud,

I’ve a peace that has come there to stay!


Refrain:

Constantly abiding, Jesus is mine;

Constantly abiding, rapture divine;

He never leaves me lonely, whispers, O, so kind:

“I will never leave thee,” Jesus is mine.


All the world seemed to sing of a Savior and King,

When peace sweetly came to my heart;

Troubles all fled away and my night turned to day,

Blessed Jesus, how glorious Thou art! (Refrain)


This treasure I have in a temple of clay,

While here on His footstool I roam:

But He’s coming to take me some glorious day,

Over there to my heavenly home! (Refrain)

Monday, January 23, 2023

Hail, My Ever Blessed Redeemer - Part II

 



HAIL, MY EVER BLESSED REDEEMER!

by John Wingrove


Hail, my ever blessed Jesus!

Only Thee I wish to sing;

To my soul Thy Name is precious,

Thou my Prophet, Priest and King.

O what mercy flows from heaven!

O what joy and happiness!

Love I much? I’m much forgiven;

I’m a miracle of grace.


Once with Adam’s race in ruin,

Unconcerned in sin I lay;

Swift destruction still pursuing,

Till my Saviour passed that way.

Witness, all ye hosts of heaven,

My Redeemer’s tenderness!

Love I much? I’m much forgiven,

I’m a miracle of grace.


Shout, ye bright angelic choir!

Praise the Lamb enthroned above;

While, astonished, I admire

God’s free grace and boundless love.

That blest moment I received Him,

Filled my soul with joy and peace;

Love I much? I’m much forgiven,

I’m a miracle of grace. 

Sunday, January 22, 2023

Hail, My Ever Blessed Redeemer - Part I




 HAIL, MY EVER BLESSED REDEEMER!

by John Wingrove


Hail, my ever blessed Jesus!

Only Thee I wish to sing;

To my soul Thy Name is precious,

Thou my Prophet, Priest and King.

O what mercy flows from heaven!

O what joy and happiness!

Love I much? I’m much forgiven;

I’m a miracle of grace.


Once with Adam’s race in ruin,

Unconcerned in sin I lay;

Swift destruction still pursuing,

Till my Saviour passed that way.

Witness, all ye hosts of heaven,

My Redeemer’s tenderness!

Love I much? I’m much forgiven,

I’m a miracle of grace.


Shout, ye bright angelic choir!

Praise the Lamb enthroned above;

While, astonished, I admire

God’s free grace and boundless love.

That blest moment I received Him,

Filled my soul with joy and peace;

Love I much? I’m much forgiven,

I’m a miracle of grace.

Friday, January 20, 2023

Break Thou the Bread of Life




BREAK THOU THE BREAD OF LIFE

by Mary A. Lathbury



 Break now the bread of life, dear Lord, to me,

as once you broke the loaves beside the sea.

Beyond the sacred page I seek you, Lord;

my spirit waits for you, O living Word.


Bless your own word of truth, dear Lord, to me,

as when you blessed the bread by Galilee.

Then shall all bondage cease, all fetters fall;

and I shall find my peace, my All in all!


You are the bread of life, dear Lord, to me,

your holy word the truth that rescues me.

Give me to eat and live with you above;

teach me to love your truth, for you are love.


O send your Spirit now, dear Lord, to me,

that he may touch my eyes and make me see.

Show me the truth made plain within your Word,

for in your book revealed I see you, Lord.


Thursday, January 19, 2023

God Has Blotted Them Out


I have blotted out your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist; return to me, for I have redeemed you.  Sing, O heavens, for the LORD has done it; shout, O depths of the earth; break forth into singing, O mountains, O forest, and every tree in it! ~Isaiah 44:22-23

...God was in Christ reconciling the world to Himself, not counting their wrongdoings against them, and He has committed to us the word of reconciliation. ~2 Corinthians 5:19

GOD HAS BLOTTED THEM OUT (CHORUS)

by M. Sander

God has blotted them out,

I’m happy and glad and free;

God has blotted them out,

I’ll turn to Isaiah and see;

Chapter forty-four,

Twenty-two and three;

He’s blotted them out and now and I can shout,

For that means me.