Daily Light on the Daily Path
May 27
Morning
The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble; he knows those who take refuge in him.
“Give thanks to the Lord of hosts, for the Lord is good, for his steadfast love endures forever!”—God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.—I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”—“Who is like you, a people saved by the Lord, the shield of your help, and the sword of your triumph!”—This God—his way is perfect; the word of the Lord proves true; he is a shield for all those who take refuge in him. “For who is God, but the Lord? And who is a rock, except our God?”
But if anyone loves God, he is known by God.—But God’s firm foundation stands, bearing this seal: “The Lord knows those who are his,” and, “Let everyone who names the name of the Lord depart from iniquity.”—The Lord knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.—“You have found favor in my sight, and I know you by name.”
Nah. 1:7; Jer. 33:11; Ps. 46:1; Ps. 91:2; Deut. 33:29; 2 Sam. 22:31, 32; 1 Cor. 8:3; 2 Tim. 2:19; Ps. 1:6; Ex. 33:17
OH LORD, you have made us glad in your Glory and Truth.
We praise you this bright morning of our deliverance.
You are always causing us to go from strength to strength.
PRAISE THE LORD!
Amen.
Isa 55:11 So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.
Isa 55:12 For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
Isa 55:13 Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree: and it shall be to the LORD for a name, for an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off.
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/j/e/jesujomd.htm
Jesu, joy of man’s desiring,
Holy wisdom, love most bright;
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light.
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned,
With the fire of life impassioned,
Striving still to truth unknown,
Soaring, dying round Thy throne.
Through the way where hope is guiding,
Hark, what peaceful music rings;
Where the flock, in Thee confiding,
Drink of joy from deathless springs.
Theirs is beauty’s fairest pleasure;
Theirs is wisdom’s holiest treasure.
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown.
—Martin Janus, 1661
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