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Evening and morning, sunset and dawning,
Wealth, peace and gladness, comfort in sadness,
These are Thy works; all the glory be Thine!
Times without number, awake or in slumber,
Thine eye observes us, from danger preserves us,
Causing Thy mercy upon us to shine.
Father, O hear me, pardon and spare me;
Calm all my terrors, blot out my errors,
That by Thine eyes they may no more be scanned.
Order my goings, direct all my doings;
As it may please Thee retain or release me;
All I commit to Thy fatherly hand.
—Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676
Evening, June 19
“Gold refined by fire.”
“There is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands, for my sake and for the gospel, who will not receive a hundredfold now in this time, houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions, and in the age to come eternal life.”
Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery trial when it comes upon you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you.—Now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ.
And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.—“In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”
Rev. 3:18; Mark 10:29, 30; 1 Pet. 4:12; 1 Pet. 1:6, 7; 1 Pet. 5:10; John 16:33
—Daily Light on the Daily Path
BTTT
Thank you for those Scriptures that have Lifted my Aching Heart.
I've been Listening to my Favorite Midi of "How Great Thou Art" and will Post it Here for our Shepherd's Lambs.
How Great Thou Art {Lyrics and Composer: Carl G. Boberg and R.J. Hughes}
Oh Lord, My God, when I in awesome wonder,
consider all the worlds Thy hands have made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
When through the woods, and forest glades I wonder,
and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur,
and hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing,
sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in.
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died, to take away my sin.
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
When Christ shall come, with shouts of acclamation,
and take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
and there proclaim, "My God, How great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to thee,
"How great Thou art, how great Thou art!"
My Lord, in this World of Disappointment and Pain, You are All my Life. Thank You for Caring for Your Littlest Lambs. We Love and Worship You, and Cling to Your Saving Grace. May Your Name be Praised and Exalted Forevermore, amen.
The Grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. (Rev.22:21)