This weekend, as we celebrate the loves of our lives, we must not forget to worship the giver of ” the most perfect uncreated love”.<\/p>\n
From “The Valley of Vision”<\/p>\n
Lord Jesus,
\nGive me to love thee, to embrace thee,
\nthough I once took lust and sin in my arms.
\nThou didst love me before I loved thee,
\nan enemy, a sinner, a loathsome worm.
\nThou dost love me as a son,
\nand weep over me as over Jerusalem.
\nLove brought thee from heaven to earth,
\nfrom earth to the cross,
\nfrom the cross to the grave.
\nLove caused thee to be
\nweary, hungry, tempted,
\nscorned, scourged,
\nbuffeted, spat upon,
\ncrucified, and pierced.
\nLove led thee to bow thy head in death.
\nMy salvation is the point where
\nperfect created love
\nand the most perfect uncreated love
\nmeet together;
\nfor thou dost welcome me,
\nnot like Joseph and his brothers,
\nloving and sorrowing, but loving and rejoicing.
\nThis love is not intermittent, cold, changeable;
\nit does not cease or abate for all my enmity.<\/p>\n
Holiness is a spark from thy love
\nkindled to a flame in my heart by thy Spirit,
\nand so it ever turns to the place
\nfrom which it comes.
\nLet me see thy love everywhere,
\nnot only in the cross,
\nbut in the fellowship of believers
\nand in the world around me.
\nWhen I feel the warmth of the sun
\nmay I praise thee who art the Sun of righteousness
\nwith healing power.
\nWhen I feel the tender rain
\nmay I think of the gospel showers
\nthat water my soul.
\nWhen I walk by the river side,
\nmay I praise thee for that stream that makes
\nthe eternal city glad, and washes white my robes
\nthat I may have the right to the tree of life.
\nThy infinite love is a mystery of mysteries,
\nand my eternal rest lies
\nin the eternal enjoyment of it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This weekend, as we celebrate the loves of our lives, we must not forget to worship the giver of ” the most perfect uncreated love”. From “The Valley of Vision” Lord Jesus, Give me to love thee, to embrace thee, though I once took lust and sin in my arms. Thou didst love me before… <\/p>\n