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Like a river glorious, is God’s perfect peace,
Over all victorious, in its bright increase;
Perfect, yet it floweth, fuller every day,
Perfect, yet it groweth, deeper all the way.
Refrain
Stayed upon Jehovah, hearts are fully blest
Finding, as He promised, perfect peace and rest.
Hidden in the hollow of His blessed hand,
Never foe can follow, never traitor stand;
Not a surge of worry, not a shade of care,
Not a blast of hurry touch the spirit there.
Refrain
Every joy or trial falleth from above,
Traced upon our dial by the Sun of Love;
We may trust Him fully all for us to do.
They who trust Him wholly find Him wholly true.
—Frances Havergal, 1876
Exo 6:3 And I appeared unto Abraham, unto Isaac, and unto Jacob, by the name of God Almighty, but by my name JEHOVAH was I not known to them.
Isa 12:2 Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the LORD JEHOVAH is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation.
Isa 26:4 Trust ye in the LORD forever: for in the LORD JEHOVAH is everlasting strength:
YOU ARE LORD; LORD GOD OF HEAVEN AND EARTH.
BE THE LORD OF MY LIFE, TODAY AND FOREVER.
YOU HAVE GIVEN ALL AND DONE ALL FOR MY SALVATION.
BLESSED BE THE NAME OF THE LORD.
Psa 113:2 Blessed be the name of the LORD from this time forth and forevermore.
Amen.
BTTT
There is a Fountain Filled with Blood {Lyrics: our Brother William Cowper. Composer: 19th Century Melody}
There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.
Washed all my sins away, washed all my sins away;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.
E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.
And shall be till I die, and shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.
Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, unworthy though I be,
For me a blood bought free reward, a golden harp for me!
’Tis strung and tuned for endless years, and formed by power divine
To sound in God the Father’s ears no other name but Thine.
Ye were not Redeemed with Corruptible Things, as Silver and Gold,
From your Vain Conversation Received by Tradition from your fathers;
But with the Precious Blood of Christ, as of a Lamb Without Blemish and Without Spot. (1Pet.1:19)