Do you suppose, O man – you who judge those who do such things and yet do them yourself – that you escape the judgement of God? Or do you presume on the riches of his kindness and forbearance and patience, not knowing that God’s kindness is meant to lead you to repentance? ~ Romans 2: 3,4
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The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
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Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, you are very great! You are clothed with splendor and majesty, covering yourself with light as with a garment, stretching out the heavens like a tent. Psalm 1o4: 1-2 (ESV)
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Beloved, Let Us Love
Belovèd, let us love: love is of God;
In God alone hath love its true abode.
Belovèd, let us love: for they who love,
They only, are His sons, born from above.
Belovèd, let us love: for love is rest,
And he who loveth not abides unblest.
Belovèd, let us love: for love is light,
And he who loveth not dwelleth in night.
Belovèd, let us love: for only thus
Shall we behold that God Who loveth us.
Words: Horatius Bonar, in Supplement of the Baptist Psalms and Hymns, 1880.
Almighty Father Of Mankind
Almighty Father of mankind,
On Thee our hopes remain;
And when the day of trouble comes
I shall not trust in vain.
In early years Thou wast my Guide,
And of my youth the Friend;
And as my days began with Thee,
With Thee my days shall end.
I know the Power in Whom I trust,
The arm on which I lean;
He will my Savior ever be
Who has my Savior been.
My God, who causedst me to hope
When life began to beat,
And, when a stranger in the world,
Didst guide my wandering feet.
Thou wilt not cast me off when age
And evil days descend;
Thou wilt not leave me in despair
To mourn my latter end.
Therefore in life I’ll trust in Thee,
In death I will adore;
And after death will sing Thy praise
When time shall be no more.
Words: Michael Bruce (1746-1767).
Music: St. Peter (Reinagle), Alexander R. Reinagle, 1836
I attended a funeral on Saturday and will be attending a funeral on Monday and I thought this hymn was a great hymn in light of the death of these dear saints of God…