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Lord’s Day 10, 2020

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


My soul waits in silence for God only;
From Him is my salvation.
He only is my rock and my salvation,
My stronghold; I shall not be greatly shaken.
—Psalm 62:1–2

The Walk of Faith.


Light hath arisen, we walk in its brightness;
Joy hath descended, its fulness has come.
Peace hath been spoken, we hear it, we take it;
Angels are singing, and shall we be dumb?

Calm ’mid the tempest around us that rages,
’Mid the lone weariness ever at rest;
Silent amid the rude uproar of voices,
Sometimes disquieted, never opprest.

Happy in Him who hath loved us and bought us.
Rich in the life which he gives to his own,
Filled with the peace passing all understanding,
Never less lonely than just when alone.

Bright ’mid the thickest of earth’s rolling shadows,
Light of the glory still playing around;
Sunshine at midnight, fair noon in the twilight,
When the damp mist-gloom lies dull on the ground.

Safe in His strength, in His love ever happy.
What are the tremblings and tossings of time?
Firm in His grasp, to His arm ever clinging,
Upward, still upward, we buoyantly climb.

High on the rock, in our fortress sure sheltered,
Wave, wind, and foeman assail us in vain.
Buckler and shield is he, what can alarm us;
What though the fiery darts shower like the rain?

Lead on, our Captain, we follow, we follow,
Life is no slumber, our battle no dream;
Lift up Thy banner, we rally, we rally,
Wave high Thy sword, we press on in its gleam.

Jesus, to Thee we look, Saviour Almighty;
Jesus, on Thee we rest, happy and free;
Jesus, on Thee we feed, bread of the hungry;
Jesus our all, lo we lean upon Thee!

What are the shadows around us still floating,
Sunshine is glowing all brightly above,
Heed not the height of the cliffs we are climbing,
From them we gaze on the land that we love.

—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.

Please don’t miss worshiping with your local congregation
if you can possibly help it.
But if you’re in need of a good sermon,
try these.

Posted 2020·03·08 by David Kjos
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