Postcards Day Eight

On our 8th day, Friday September 22nd we left Grassington after breakfast and made a stop in Skipton to see a castle and enjoy some lunch before heading to our stop for the night in Knaresborough at the Knaresborough Inn.

Skipton Castle in the Market Town of Skipton in North Yorkshire.

We are back in the U.S.A. and driving across our state to get home today. It will be nice to be reunited with our own pillows tonight. Thank you for following along with my postcards. Hope to visit fellow bloggers soon and see what you’ve been up to. I have enough photos from our trip to bore you all to tears in the near future! It definitely was a ‘WOW’ trip.

Postcards Day Six

Our sixth day was Wednesday September 20th and on this day we checked out of our hotel in York, rented a vehicle and drove to Grassington in the Yorkshire Dales via Ripon where we stopped and enjoyed a rain shower that soaked us through before we visited The Ripon Cathedral.

We dried up quickly and enjoyed wonderful skies the rest of the day. All in all we have been blessed with beautiful dry spells whenever we needed them!

By Grace Are Ye Saved ~ Hymn

 

By Grace Are Ye Saved

’Tis not by works that we have done,
Our souls redeemed will be;
But by the blood of God’s dear Son,
Who died on Calvary.

Refrain

By grace are ye saved,
By grace are ye saved thro’ faith,
And that not of yourselves,
It is the gift of God.
By grace are ye saved,
By grace are ye saved thro’ faith,
And that not of yourselves,
It is the gift of God.

’Tis not by works that we can do,
Our righteousness is vain;
But by what Christ Himself hath done,
Eternal life we gain.

Refrain

’Tis not by works of ours that we
Can know our sins forgiv’n;
But by the living word of Him
Who pleads for us in Heav’n.

Refrain

’Tis not our works, but Christ’s alone,
Then rest thy anxious soul;
For safe thou art on Him, thy rock,
While endless ages roll.

Refrain

Words: Fanny Crosby, 1899.

Postcards Day Four

Day four was Monday September 18th and it was a Uber, Plane and Train day to get from Dublin to York.

We’ve had a couple days with very sketchy internet so my postcards are behind. We have been blessed with sunbreaks and rain breaks at just the right time. Thank you, Lord!

Postcards Day 3

 

Our third day in Ireland was Sunday September 17th. We enjoyed breakfast at the Lemon Jelly before we attended church at Grosvenor Rd. Baptist Church, Sunday Roast at The Old Spot, St. Patrick’s Cathedral for Evensong and Guinness Storehouse Experience for the finale. Sunday it rained off and on, mostly on, so it was good we had so many indoor activities planned. Slainte!

Postcards Day 1

We arrived in Dublin and were welcomed with some typical rainy weather. We are hoping to have some sunbreaks here and there during our time in Ireland and England.

I don’t have much time on the computer so any posts before I return home will be postcards with few words. I’ll create my travel diary here on my blog when I return home. Slainte.

His Loving Arms Around Me ~ Hymn

His Loving Arms Around Me

I was far away from Jesus,
Dead in trespasses and sin,
And I thought for one so vile no hope could be;
But the blessèd Lord of Glory
Stooped and raised me to Himself,
And He put His loving arms around me.

Refrain

He put His loving arms around me;
He put His loving arms around me;
I looked into His face,
It beamed with tender grace,
As He put his loving arms around me.

Then He whispered to me pardon
Through the all atoning blood
Which He shed for my transgressions on the tree;
And the blessèd peace of Heaven
Came into my weary soul,
As He put His loving arms around me.

Refrain

Day by day He guides and keeps me
In the blessèd narrow way,
From the ban of sin and death He makes me free;
There’s no evil can befall me
While I’m resting in His grace,
And He has His loving arms around me.

Refrain

In the hour of deepest trial
When all earthly comfort fails,
And no cheering ray of sunshine I can see,
Then to Him I bring my sorrow,
And He wipes away my tears,
As He puts His loving arms around me.

Refrain

Oh this blessèd life in Jesus!
Sinner, won’t you hear His call?
From the power of sin’s dominion He can free;
Yield thy heart to Him this moment,
And with joy thou’lt surely find
That He’ll put His loving arms around thee!

He’ll put His loving arms around thee!
He’ll put His loving arms around thee,
Look up into His face,
It beams with tender grace,
And He’ll put His loving arms around thee.

Words: Ella M. Parks, 1901