Psa 121:1...I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: from whence shall my help come?
Psa 121:2 My help cometh from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.
1Co 1:25 For the foolishness of God is wiser than men, and the weakness of God is stronger than men.
1Co 1:26 For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth.
1Co 1:27 But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong;
1Co 1:28 God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are,
1Co 1:29 so that no human being might boast in the presence of God.
1Co 1:30 And because of him you are in Christ Jesus, who became to us wisdom from God, righteousness and sanctification and redemption,
1Co 1:31 so that, as it is written, “Let the one who boasts, boast in the Lord.”
LORD, I know that your help comes from the unlikely source so that no one may boast in the work that YOU do.
When we are weak, then you are strong.
2Co 4:7 But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us.
Eph 2:8 For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God,
Eph 2:9 not a result of works, so that no one may boast.
Eph 2:10 For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.
Psa 118:23 This is the LORD’s doing; it is marvelous in our eyes.
THANK YOU MOST HOLY LORD AND FATHER, SAVIOUR, REDEEMER AND KING.
From Every Stormy Wind that Blows
From every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;
’Tis found beneath the mercy seat.
There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads;
A place than all besides more sweet;
It is the blood bought mercy seat.
Ah, whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed,
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suff'ring saints no mercy-seat?
There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy seat.
There, there, on eagles’ wings we soar,
And time and sense seem all no more;
And heaven comes down, our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy seat.
Oh, let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy seat!
Thank You for the Great Mercy You have Poured Upon us, Lord-King. Your Gracious Salvation we Hold Fast to our Hearts. We Stand in Thee and Thy Strength Divine, Loving Lord. Glory to our Most High God Forevermore!
Conform us Unto Thee, our Savior, to Your Everlasting Praise. We Worship You, our Abba, and Pray in our Jesus' Name, amen.
O Lord, our Lord, how Majestic is Thy Name in All the Earth! (Ps.8:1)
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