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Lord’s Day 15, 2018


I was glad when they said to me, “Let us go to the house of the Lord.”

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And Jesus returned to Galilee in the power of the Spirit, and news about Him spread through all the surrounding district. And He began teaching in their synagogues and was praised by all.

And He came to Nazareth, where He had been brought up; and as was His custom, He entered the synagogue on the Sabbath, and stood up to read. And the book of the prophet Isaiah was handed to Him. And He opened the book and found the place where it was written,

“The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me,
Because He anointed Me to preach the gospel to the poor.
He has sent Me to proclaim release to the captives,
And recovery of sight to the blind,
To set free those who are oppressed,
To proclaim the favorable year of the Lord.”

And He closed the book, gave it back to the attendant and sat down; and the eyes of all in the synagogue were fixed on Him. And He began to say to them, “Today this Scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.”

—Luke 4:14–21; cf. Isaiah 61:1–2

Light and Deliverance.

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I.

The weary trav’ller, lost in night,
Breathes many a longing sigh,
And marks the welcome dawn of light,
With rapture in his eye.

II.

Thus sweet the dawn of heav’nly day
Lost weary sinners find;
When mercy with reviving ray,
Beams o’er the fainting mind.

III.

To slaves oppress’d with cruel chains.
How kind, how clear the friend,
Whose gen’rous hand relieves their pains,
And bids their sorrows end!

IV.

Thus kind, thus dear, that friend divine
Who ransoms captive souls,
Unbinds the cruel chains of sin,
And all its pow’r controuls.

V.

Jesus, to thy soul-cheering light,
My dawn of hope I owe;
Once, wand’ring in the shades of night,
And lost in hopeless woe.

VI.

’Twas thy dear hand redeem’d the slave,
And set the pris’ner free;
Be all I am, and all I have,
Devoted, Lord, to thee!

VII.

But stronger ties than nature knows,
My grateful love confine;
And ev’n that love, thy hand bestows,
Which wishes to be thine.

VIII.

Here, at thy feet, I wait thy will,
And live upon thy word:
O give me warmer love and zeal,
To serve my dearest Lord.

—Anne Steele, The Works of Mrs. Anne Steele (Munroe, Francis, and Parker, 1808).

Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.


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Posted 2018·04·15 by David Kjos
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