Welcome to the Netherlands and Ireland! It is always nice to hear from someone a long way off. Actually there were three from the Netherlands on the same day. Enjoy and be blest!!
After the shaking times I have been through in recent days with people believing that there is no God, Actually in one way it seems to have been a blessing. You know, you journey on day in and day out believing and at times it can become almost mundane. Then you are shaken to your very roots by some one who has so much in the world and no blessings from above. Well, actually they haven’t lost a thing, because they never had the love of Christ living and working within them to begin with. So very sad, sad, sad!!
I want to share a favorite hymn of hundreds of thousands of people around the world: AMAZING GRACE.
In the 1700’s, John Newton penned this beautiful hymn. He was slave shipper and after reading Thomas a Kempis’s Imitation of Christ, he became a Christian. Here it is, in the form that we know it.
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am found, was blind, but now I see.
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed!
Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come; ‘Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home.
WHEN I’VE BEEN THERE TEN THOUSAND YEARS BRIGHT SHINING AS THE SUN. I’VE NO LESS DAYS TO SING GOD’S PRAISE THAN WHEN I FIRST BEGUN. (emphasis mine)
Here are three verses seldom ever included.
The Lord has promised good to me, His Word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be as long as life endures.
Yes, when this heart and flesh shall fail, and mortal life shall cease, I shall possess within the veil, a life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow the sun forbear to shine. But God, who called me here below will be forever mine.
How precious is the Lord yesterday, today, tomorrow and for the rest of my days. Praise His Holy Name. It seems that when a jolt comes to the spiritual soul, that soul seems to grow deepen and strengthen and nothing can touch it.
In His Hands. Marge H.