Even in darkness, I AM

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I dare say most Christians know the first verse of the hymn “Holy, Holy, Holy”. I want to focus on the THIRD verse today.

Holy, holy, holy!  Though the darkness hide thee,
though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see,
only thou art holy; there is none beside thee,
perfect in power, in love and purity. (hymnsite.com)

Though the darkness may envelope me, HE IS.

Though the battle rages about me and the armor feels too heavy, HE IS.

HE still sits on the throne. The Blood still redeems. The Word still conquers. The Spirit still comforts.

Though my spirit feels overwhelmed, my body fails me and my mind deceives me….I AM that I AM still reigns and retains all power, might and glory forever and forever.

Maranatha!

Hymnal Monday

Welcome back to Hymnal Monday!

Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee!

Lyrics:

Joyful, joyful, we adore thee,
God of glory, Lord of love;
hearts unfold like flowers before thee,
opening to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness;
drive the dark of doubt away.
Giver of immortal gladness,
fill us with the light of day!

All thy works with joy surround thee,
earth and heaven reflect thy rays,
stars and angels sing around thee,
center of unbroken praise.
Field and forest, vale and mountain,
flowery meadow, flashing sea,
chanting bird and flowing fountain,
call us to rejoice in thee.

Thou art giving and forgiving,
ever blessing, ever blest,
well-spring of the joy of living,
ocean depth of happy rest!
Thou our Father, Christ our brother,
all who live in love are thine;
teach us how to love each other,
lift us to the joy divine.

Mortals, join the mighty chorus
which the morning stars began;
love divine is reigning o’er us,
binding all within its span.
Ever singing, march we onward,
victors in the midst of strife;
joyful music leads us sunward,
in the triumph song of life.

 

Maranatha!

Hymnal Monday

Welcome to the first Hymnal Monday! I attend a small country church, where we still sing the old beloved hymnals….without music, I might add. I just love these old hymns and would like to share these with you each week. The first is a well-known hymn, “When Peace Like a River”. The lyrics in the video are a bit different from what I am accustomed to, but beautiful all the same. The final verse, in both versions, makes me cry every time! Enjoy!

Here are the lyrics I was raised on (remember, the last verse makes me cry to even read them):

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Chorus:
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

Repeat Chorus

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

Repeat Chorus

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