Summer's radiance gives place to winter's gloom. The smiling flower soon lies withered.
The babbling brook is soon a parched channel. The friend who smiled, smiles no more friendly welcomes.
Bereavement weeps where once the family beamed with domestic joy.
Gardens wither into deserts. Babylons crumble into unsightly ruins.
On all things a sad inscription writes . . . fleeting! transient! vanishing!
Time flaps a ceaseless wing, and from its wings, decay and death drop down.
But Jesus sits high above all this. He is 'the same yesterday, and today, and forever.'
Jesus cannot change. He is as constant as He is great. As surely as He ever lives, so surely He ever lives the same.
He sits on the calm throne of eternal serenity!
The love of Jesus is in perpetual bloom. It is always in summertime.
The roots are deeply buried in Himself; therefore the branches cannot fade.
Believer, drink hourly of this cup of joy. Christ loved you fully when, in the councils of eternity, He received you into His heart.
He loved you truly when, in the fullness of time, He took upon Himself your curse, and drained your hell deep dues.
He loved you tenderly when He showed you, by the Spirit, His hands and His feet, and whispered to you that you were His.
He loves you faithfully while He ceases not to intercede in your behalf, and to scatter blessings on your soul.
He will love you intensely in heaven when you are manifested as His precious purchase and crowned as His bride!
Henry Law (1797 - 1884).
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
Abide With Me ~Henry F. Lyte, 1847
Eternal Father, Strong to Save