Living by Faith on the Son of God

A hymn from The Psalmist, #536, written by Philip Doddridge. BLEST Jesus, while in mortal fleshI hold my frail abode,Still would my spirit rest on thee,My Saviour and my God. On thy dear cross I fix my eyes,Then raise them to thy seat;Till love dissolves my inmost soul,At my Redeemer’s feet. Be dead, my heart,…

Thanksgiving for the Righteousness of Christ

Thanksgiving for the Righteousness of Christ

Augustus Toplady wrote this hymn, which is included in “The Complete Works of Augustus Toplady,” page 897, under the overall heading “Juvenile Poems on Sacred Subjects.” A subtitle of the section indicates he wrote these hymns between the ages of 15-18. Let’s see, what was I doing at that age? Unfortunately, I wasn’t writing hymns.…

Light Shining Out of Darkness

Light Shining Out of Darkness

Even though William Cowper wrote these words in 18th century England, they still hold true today, in 21st century America, and will continue to hold true whenever and wherever people live. We need only look around us to see things we don’t understand, but know that God is working through them to His plan, and…

Adoration and Praise

Adoration and Praise

All Nations exhorted to Adoration and Praise by TATE & BRADY.Taken from Psalm 100 My newly rebound hymn book, originally published in the 1840s and reprinted with new supplements in the 1850s opens with this 17th century Psalm adaptation by Tate & Brady, known for their “New Version of the Psalms of David” published in…

How can we be joyful in troubled times?

There’s a lot going on in the world today.  There are plenty of reasons for people to be at each other’s throats, and quite often we take advantage of it.  People are coming down on every side of these issues, with very few in the middle working for resolution.   I’m struggling with how to deal…

How God moves

How God moves

320. Light Shining out of Darkness C.M.William Cowper. God moves in a mysterious wayHis wonders to perform;He plants his footsteps in the sea,And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable minesOf never-failing skill,He treasures up his bright designs,And works his sovereign will. You fearful saints, fresh courage take;The clouds you so much dreadAre big with…

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