The middle Cross
is not just for the “middle class.”
– eab, 2/16/11
Archive for April 23rd, 2011
Middle Cross
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GOD’S WILL
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I delight to do Thy will, Oh God,
Enjoy it now, while strolling the sod.
Will enjoy Thy will, by Thy good grace,
In heaven – wonderful place,
There forever and forever more,
Will delight in Thee as ne’er before.
Must I know Thy will long range
And be fearful of some small, slight change?
No, Oh let me daily, hourly trust
Delighting in Thee – a “happy must.”
– eab, 4/2/07
John Newton – wrote, Apr. 23, 1779
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How tedious and tasteless the hours
When Jesus I no longer see;
Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flowers,
Have all lost their sweetness to me;
The midsummer sun shines but dim,
The fields strive in vain to look gay.
But when I am happy in Him,
December’s as pleasant as May.
His Name yields the richest perfume,
And sweeter than music His voice;
His presence disperses my gloom,
And makes all within me rejoice.
I should, were He always thus nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear;
No mortal as happy as I,
My summer would last all the year.
Content with beholding His face,
My all to His pleasure resigned,
No changes of season or place
Would make any change in my mind:
While blessed with a sense of His love,
A palace a toy would appear;
All prisons would palaces prove,
If Jesus would dwell with me there.
Dear Lord, if indeed I am Thine,
If Thou art my sun and my song,
Say, why do I languish and pine?
And why are my winters so long?
O drive these dark clouds from the sky,
Thy soul cheering presence restore;
Or take me to Thee up on high,
Where winter and clouds are no more.
John Newton, on this date 4/23/1779, is said to have expressed the following in a letter : “‘What Thou wilt. When Thou wilt. How Thou wilt.’ I had rather speak these three sentences from my heart in my mother tongue than be master of all the languages in Europe.”
He, of course is the Anglican minister who penned “Amazing Grace,” the above hymn and some 280+ more.
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