Lost and afraid, I turn to You,
O Lord, King of my heart,
You who walk each step with us,
Near as breath You stand, never apart,
Emmanuel, O God-With-Us,
who knows our grief and pain,
Who gave so much in woe and blood
To free us from our stain.
Today they tell us black is white
And evil things are right,
And sing the praise of midnight sins
and tell me it is light,
But You are there beside me,
I need You more each day,
To guide my steps through all the dirt
They kick across Your way.
How clear it is in this dark clime
that the world is not our home,
We are only pilgrims here,
Our purpose is to roam
Across this dark and painful land
To be lanterns of your light,
O keep us near along our way,
Protect us in this night.
O bring to mind how you were born
To walk this dusty place,
Creator entering into the world,
A caring, loving face,
Your words like fire burned the air
You walked the way to go,
And then You let them take Your life,
Your depths of love to show.
Upon that heavy cross of wood
You proved how deep the care
That Heaven bore for this poor world,
To hang in sorrow there,
To taste our fear down to the dregs,
To know the depths of grief,
Carrying the weight of all our sin,
Killed like some common thief.
And this you did for love alone,
To open wide the way,
O teach me Lord, to love You more,
Each moment of the day.
No matter how the darkness grows,
Help me to stand there true,
And when at last, my eyes I close,
I wake to be with You.
BTTT
My Soul was Edified this Morning as I Read One of our Brother William Cowper's Letters; his Exhortations and Faith in our Lord are Wonderful:
...I Bear you and yours Upon my Heart Night and Day, for I Never Expect to Hear of Distress which Shall Call Upon me with a Louder Voice to Pray for the Sufferer. I Know the Lord Hears me for myself, Vile and Sinful as I am, and Believe and am Sure that He will Hear me for you Also. He is the Friend of the Widow, and the Father of the Fatherless, Even God in His Holy Habitation; in All our Afflictions He is Afflicted, and He Chastens us in Mercy. Surely He will Sanctify this Dispensation to you, Do you Great and Everlasting Good by it, Make the World Appear Like Dust and Vanity in your Sight, as it Truly is, and Open to your View the Glories of a Better Country, where there Shall be No More Death, Neither Sorrow or Pain, but God Shall Wipe Away All Tears from your Eyes Forever. O that Comfortable Word! "I have Chosen thee in the Furnace of Affliction;" so that our Very Sorrows are Evidences of His Calling, and He Chastens us because we are His Children.
My Dear Cousin, I Commit you to the Word of His Grace, and to the Comforts of His Holy Spirit...yours, in our Dear Lord Jesus, W.C. Aug. 31, 1769"
Thank You, our Savior, for Giving us Exhortations from your Beloved Saints. You are So Gracious and Your Kindness Refreshes our Lives. Merciful, So Merciful, is our Wonderous Lord of Love. "God, my God, how Great You are! Beautifully Robed, Dressed Up in Sunshine." (Ps.104:2) "He Rules Over All; He's the King!" (Ps.103:19) We Worship You, Lord God Almighty, our Father. In Jesus' Name, we Love and Praise You, amen.
Just lovely! Thank you.