Awake, my soul…

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Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;
Disperse my sins as morning dew:
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.

Direct, control, suggest this day
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

~Thomas Ken

You Are My Refuge

I wandered through this world
in selfishness and pride.
The storms of life surrounded me
I had no place to hide.
Until I heard the news,
a refuge strong and sure
was waiting then to welcome me
and keep me there secure.

You are my refuge,
I hide in You.
You are the hope I’m running to.
Your words are faithful,
Your promise true.
I hide in You.

Lake Nojiri

Dark clouds may fill the sky,
but still I see the Son.
God’s love shines down upon his child,
the overshadowed one.
No matter what I feel,
His promises are true.
And I can trust Him even when
the storms He takes me through.

You are my refuge,
I hide in You.
You are the hope I’m running to.
Your words are faithful.
Your promise true.
I hide in You.

I hide in You.

~Meagan Hamilton

God Moves in a Mysterious Way…

Lake Nojiri

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.

July, 2014

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

IMG_0697His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.

~William Cowper

A Disciple’s Renewal

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Snow in beautiful Pennsylvania, 2010

O MY SAVIOUR,

Help me.

I am so slow to learn,

         so prone to forget,

         so weak to climb;

I am in the foothills when I should be on the heights;

I am pained by my graceless heart,

                          my prayerless days,

                           my poverty of love,

                           my sloth in the heavenly race,

                           my sullied conscience,

                           my wasted hours,

                           my unspent opportunities.

I am blind while light shines around me:

     take the scales from my eyes,

     grind to dust the evil heart of unbelief.

Make it my chiefest joy to study thee,

                                             meditate on thee,

                                             gaze on thee,

                                           sit like Mary at thy feet,

                                             lean like John on thy breast,

                                             appeal like Peter to thy love,

                                             count like Paul all things dung.

Give me increase and progress in grace

     so that there may be more decision in my character,

                                         more vigour in my purposes,

                                         more elevation in my life,

                                         more fervour in my devotion,

                                         more constancy in my zeal.

As I have a position in the world,

     keep me from making the world my position;

May I never seek in the creature

     what can be found only in the Creator;

Let not faith cease from seeking thee until it banishes into sight.

Ride forth in me, thou King of kings and Lord of lords,

     that I may live victoriously, and in victory attain my end.

~The Valley of Vision, pg. 182

*a repost that seemed appropriate due to my one word for 2017

Create in Me a Clean Heart

IMG_0456I came to the Lord with my heart full of sin,
Empty of purpose and troubled within.
My flesh had the victory, My heart sought release—
Lord, wilt Thou cleanse me and grant me Thy peace?

Create in me a clean heart, my Father;
Renew a right spirit in me.
Restore unto me the joy of Thy salvation;
May Christ be seen in me.IMG_0407

I cried to the Savior, “Forgive me, I pray.”
He granted cleansing and sins fell away.
My bondage was ended, My heart was set free;
Lord, nevermore may I wander from Thee.

Create in me a clean heart, my Father;
Renew a right spirit in me.
Restore unto me the joy of Thy salvation;
May Christ be seen in me.

~Mac Lynch

*The pictures are after a winter storm in years gone by in beautiful Pennsylvania.

 

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

BJU NativityOh, Come, Oh, Come Emmanuel
Translated: John Neal, 1818-66

Oh, come, oh, come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

Oh, come, our Wisdom from on high,
Who ordered all things mightily;
To us the path of knowledge show,
and teach us in her ways to go.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

Oh, come, oh, come, our Lord of might,
Who to your tribes on Sinai’s height
In ancient times gave holy law,
In cloud and majesty and awe.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

Oh, come O Rod of Jesse’s stem,
From ev’ry foe deliver them
That trust your mighty pow’r to save;
Bring them in vict’ry through the grave.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

Oh, come, O Key of David, come,
And open wide our heav’nly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

Oh, come, our Dayspring from on high,
And cheer us by your drawing nigh,
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

Oh, come, Desire of nations, bind
In one the hearts of all mankind;
Oh, bid our sad divisions cease,
And be yourself our King of Peace.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

*photo of BJU Nativity, 2014

**For a beautiful instrumental rendition of this, click here.