This Lord's Day ...

"Shall not the Judge of all the earth do what is just?" Gen. 18:25 ESV

Whate'er My God Ordains is Right

Original Trinity Hymnal, #94

Whate'er my God ordains is right:
Holy his will abideth;
I will be still whate'er he doth;
And follow where he guideth:
He is my God: though dark my road,
He holds me that I shall not fall:
Wherefore to him I leave it all.

Whate'er my God ordains is right:
He never will deceive me;
He leads me by the proper path;
I know he will not leave me:
I take, content, what he hath sent;
His hand can turn my griefs away,
And patiently I wait his day.

Whate'er my God ordains is right:
Though now this cup, in drinking,
May bitter seem to my faint heart,
I take it, all unshrinking:
My God is true; each morn anew
Sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart,
And pain and sorrow shall depart.

Whate'er my God ordains is right:
Here shall my stand be taken;
Though sorrow, need, or death be mine,
Yet am I not forsaken;
My Father's care is round me there;
He holds me that I shall not fall:
And so to him I leave it all.

Have a blessed day in the Lord! …

Pam

This Lord's Day ...

"For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain." Phil. 1:21 NKJV

"7) For none of us lives to himself, and no one dies to himself. 8) For if we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. Therefore, whether we live or die, we are the Lord's. 9) For to this end Christ died and rose and lived again, that He might be Lord of both the dead and the living." -- Rom. 14:7-9 NKJV

Christ, Of All My Hopes ...
Trinity Hymnal # 518

Christ, of all my hopes the ground,
Christ, the spring of all my joy,
Still in thee may I be found,
Still for thee my pow'rs employ.

Let thy love my heart inflame;
Keep thy fear before my sight;
Be thy praise my highest aim;
Be thy smile my chief delight.

Fountain of o'erflowing grace,
Freely from thy fullness give;
Till I close my earthly race,
May I prove it "Christ to live."

Firmly trusting in thy blood,
Nothing shall my heart confound;
Safely I shall pass the flood,
Safely reach Immanuel's ground.

Thus, O thus, an entrance give
To the land of cloudless sky;
Having known it "Christ to live,"
Let me know it "gain to die."

As you ponder this ask yourself -- "What is my bent?"

Have a blessed day in the Lord!

Pam

This Lord's Day ...

He Walks Among the Golden Lamps

T.D. Smith
Hope Pub. 1972

He walks among the golden lamps on feet like burnished bronze;
his hair as snows of winter white,
his eyes with fire aflame and bright;
his glorious robe of seamless light surpassing Solomon's.

And in his hand the seven stars and from his mouth a sword;
his voice the thunder of the seas;
all creatures bow to his decrees,
who holds the everlasting keys and reigns as sovereign Lord.

More radiant than the sun at noon, who was, and is to be:
who was, from everlasting days;
who lives, the Lord of all our ways;
to him be majesty and praise for all eternity.

The Holy Scriptures: Revelation 1:13-18 ESV

13 and in the midst of the lampstands one like a son of man,
clothed with a long robe and with a golden sash around his chest.
14 The hairs of his head were white, like white wool, like snow.
His eyes were like a flame of fire, 15 his feet were
like burnished bronze, refined in a furnace,
and his voice was like the roar of many waters.
16 In his right hand he held seven stars, from his mouth
came a sharp two-edged sword,
and his face was like the sun shining in full strength.
17 When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though dead.
But he laid his right hand on me, saying,
“Fear not, I am the first and the last,
18 and the living one. I died, and behold
I am alive forevermore,
and I have the keys of Death and Hades.

Thus says the Word of our LORD ....

AMEN

This Lord's Day ...

AT THE LAMB'S HIGH FEAST WE SING

At the Lamb's high feast we sing
Praise to our victorious King,
Who hath washed us in the tide
Flowing from his pierced side;
Praise we him whose love divine
Gives his sacred blood for wine,
Gives his body for the feast,
Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest.

Where the paschal blood is poured,
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword;
Israel's hosts triumphant go
Through the wave that drowns the foe.
Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed,
Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread;
With sincerity and love
Eat we manna from above.

Mighty Victim from the sky,
Pow'rs of hell beneath thee lie;
Death is conquered in the fight,
Thou hast brought us life and light:
Hymns of glory and of praise,
Risen Lord, to thee we raise;
Holy Father, praise to thee,
With the Spirit, ever be.

A Hymn for The Lord's Day

My Times Are In Thy Hand
Trinity Hymnal

My times are in thy hand;
My God, I wish them there;
My life, my friends, my soul, I leave
Entirely to thy care.

My times are in thy hand;
Whatever they may be;
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to thee.

My times are in thy hand;
Why should I doubt or fear?
My Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.

My times are in thy hand;
Jesus the Crucified;
Those hands my cruel sins had pierced
Are now my guard and guide.