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Lord’s Day 29, 2019

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


For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the anxious longing of the creation waits eagerly for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself also will be set free from its slavery to corruption into the freedom of the glory of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groans and suffers the pains of childbirth together until now. And not only this, but also we ourselves, having the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body. For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it. —Romans 8:18–25

Light in Darkness


Ah, Lord, the world is dark!
But Thou art only, only light.
Its sun is but a dying spark;
But Thou art ever, ever bright.
Earth has no wisdom, Lord!
But Thou art only, only wise;
No bread its hungry fields afford,
No rain its iron skies!

A child of light am I;
My way I cannot, cannot miss;
And yet the goal I scarce descry,
In blinding darkness such as this.
Upon the narrow road,
Deep mist is settling darkly down;
And now the narrow and the broad
Seem mingled into one!

Light for these days of gloom!
Truth-beams to liberate and cheer;
Light for Thy Church to guide her home,
Light for each pilgrim-footstep here.
Let in the living blaze,
Till the deep midnight shines as day;
Sweep off the soul-bewildering haze
That hides the healing ray.

Build up the broken faith;
Lest hell, all hell, begin to mock.
The treasures of Thy life and death,
O dying, living One, unlock!
Raise up the ruined truth,
Afar let each fair falsehood flee;
Restore Thy Church’s glorious youth,
Her primal purity.

Bring back Thy straying sheep,
Who in this evil, cloudy day
Have failed the path of truth to keep,
Loving dark error’s spell-strewn way.
Cleanse out the temple, Lord!
Scourge out, O Christ! the hireling train;
And scatter far the robber-horde
That crowd Thy courts for gain.

Thy Church from Satan guard;
Thrust out the error and the lie.
Self and the flesh destroy, O Lord,
The pride, the pomp, the vanity.
Give zeal and holiness,—
The calm, brave energy of love;
Shed down the freshening dew of peace,
The life-shower from above.

Bid the long ages flee,
Of doubt, uncertainty, and strife;
Give back the ancient unity,
The love, the beauty, and the life.
Reign of the great and just!
Age of the good, the great, and true!
Through these thick clouds of smoke and dust,
We calmly wait for you.

—Horatius Bonar, Hymns of Faith and Hope, Third Series (James Nisbet & Co., 1878).

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

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if you can possibly help it.
But if you’re in need of a good sermon,
try these.

Posted 2019·07·21 by David Kjos
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