Showing posts with label In Christ Alone. Show all posts
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

It Hurt's Too Much, Thursday Evening, Week 4

There are days when the pain is too great. Days when you can't wrap your mind or bend your self far enough to touch the other side. Those days, it seems are more days of uncommon pain than even common prayer can hold. It feels like living inside Lent forever, wondering if there will ever be another Hallelujah, broken or otherwise. Today is one of those days.

Psalm 91 reminds us that our days are few in number, that we have little time to get our affairs in order. But it also tells us with certainty that God is our deliverer in time of danger, so we need not fear. God promises to  deliver, protect, answer. He promises to be with us, rescue us and honor us. And though our days will be few, we will be satisfied with long life, and shown his salvation. All we must do is love Him, know His unspeakable name, and call out to Him.

In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
here in the love of Christ I stand.

In Christ alone! who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.

Thursday Evening, Week 4

In Christ Alone lyrics by Stuart Townend, Keith Getty