Sunday, 20 January 2013

My Hope

O Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,
On whom in affliction I call;
My comfort by day and my song in the night,
My hope, my salvation, my all.
Where dost Thou, dear Shepherd, resort with Thy sheep
To feed them in pastures of love?
Say, why in the valley of death should I weep,
Or alone in this wilderness rove?
He looks, and ten thousand of angels rejoice,
And myriads now wait for His word;
He speaks, and eternity, filled with His voice,
Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.
Dear Shepherd, I hear, and will follow Thy call,
I know the sweet sound of Thy voice;
Protect and defend me, for Thou art my all,
And in Thee I will ever rejoice.
He fills eternity. Universes bow before Him. He loves. He came. He gathers our tears into a bottle. He wastes nothing. He will not break even a bruised reed. He restores. He redeems...all that seems lost and wrecked. Let us lift our hands and hearts to Him - Shepherd, Redeemer, high and holy God. He reigns and He cares. Oh, for the day when all will bow before Him!

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