He leadeth me! O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters still, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me! Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine, Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me!
For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John For He hath made Him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in Him. To save their souls from loss. God commendeth His love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Romans Take my life and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in endless praise; Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of Thy love; Take my feet and let them be Swift and beautiful for Thee.
Take my voice and let me sing, Always, only, for my King. Take my lips and let them be Filled with messages from Thee. Take my silver and my gold; Not a mite would I withhold. Take my intellect and use Every power as Thou shalt choose. Take my will and make it Thine; It shall be no longer mine. Take my heart, it is Thine own; It shall be Thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure-store. Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for Thee. My Father's way may twist and turn, My heart may throb and ache, But in my soul I'm glad to know, He maketh no mistake. My cherished plans may go astray, My hopes may fade away, But still I'll trust my Lord to lead, For He doth know the way. Tho' night be dark and it may seem That day will never break, I'll pin my faith, my all, in Him, He maketh no mistake. There's so much now I cannot see, My eyesight far too dim, But come what may, I'll simply trust and leave it all to Him.
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For by and by the mist will lift, And plain it all He'll make, Through all the way, tho' dark to me, He made not one mistake. Overton, Loved ones will weep o'er my silent face, Dear ones will clasp me in sad embrace, Shadows and darkness will fill the place, Five minutes after I die? Faces that sorrow I will not see, Voices that murmur will not reach me, But where, oh, where will my spirit be, Five minutes after I die? Quickly the years of my life have flown, Gathering treasures I thought my own, There I must reap from the seed I have sown Five minutes after I die.
Naught to repair the good I lack, Fixed to the goal of my chosen track, No room to repent, no turning back, Five minutes after I die. Mated for aye with my chosen throng, Long is eternity, O, so long, Then woe is me if my soul be wrong, Five minutes after I die. O, what a fool—hard the word, but true, Passing the Saviour with death in view, Doing a deed I can ne'er undo, Five minutes after I die. If I am flinging a fortune away, If I am wasting salvation's day "Just is my sentence," my soul shall say, Five minutes after I die.
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God help you to choose! Your eternal state Depends on your choice, you dare not wait; You must choose now; it will be too late Five minutes after you die. Ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold But with the Precious Blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot. Bought with a price, O what a price! Bought with a price, a costly price! Unto Him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in His own Blood—to Him be glory and dominion for ever and ever. Revelation , 6.
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me, Over life's tempestuous sea; Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rock and treacherous shoal: Chart and compass come from Thee: Jesus, Saviour, pilot me. As a mother stills her child, Thou canst hush the ocean wild; Boisterous waves obey Thy will When thou say'st to them "Be still! When at last I near the shore, And the fearful breakers roar 'Twixt me and the peaceful rest, Then, while leaning on Thy breast, May I hear Thee say to me, "Fear not, I will pilot thee!
Riches, though in utter loss. Though on a bed of suffering I'm called a while to stay, My spirit looks with pleasure To that long-promised day, When free from sin and sorrow I'm evermore to be With Him who died to save me, The Man of Calvary. My weary days of suffering Will soon have passed away, And rest will seem the sweeter In Heaven's eternal day; So with this hope before me In patience I would be Sustained in my affliction Until Thy face I see. If any man serve Me, let him follow Me; and where I am, there shall also My servant be: if any man serve Me, him will My Father honour.
He that followeth Me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life. I Samuel He's the coming man, you know". Have you read His campaign speeches? Have you cast your vote for, Jesus? He's the Coming Man, you know. Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Save me from its guilt and power.
Not the labor of my hands Can fulfil Thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone. Oh, wonder! When truth compels us to contend, What love with all our strife should blend! They're dear to God. If Lent means almsgiving, there were ample opportunities to reach out to those in need — either materially, spiritually or emotionally.
If Lent means fasting and penance, I was revisiting the paths of three little shepherd seers who so generously embraced a life of sacrifice for the conversion of poor sinners. I wondered why such evil is permitted that victims live through nightmares.
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Why do we face so much uncertainty; and when stability in our lives flounders, why do we find ourselves drowning in a sense of helplessness? Why is it that suffering is necessary to work out our salvation and to soften our hearts towards the working of grace? Why do we have punishment and have to do penance? It was not a flailing or doubting, but rather the raw realization that we live in a vale of tears and we have to do something about that — namely, prayer and penance.
While my stranger friend did not understand the fullness of our God of love, she brought up a foundational point. Yes, God loves us. He is Love and out of love created the world and sustains it in being. Yet, through original sin, Adam and Eve severed that relationship of love with their Creator, handed on a sinful inheritance to us, and now we continue to wound that relationship through our own sins. Psalm Proverbs Isaiah Malachi Matthew Mark Luke John Acts Romans Colossians Hebrews James Revelation You have access to this FlexScore. Download: Are parts of this score outside of your desired range?
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