Rest

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Our lives are spent striving for wind-full gain
We chase after vanity
Our breathing is labored, our muscles strain
To no longer be empty

And you say

Come unto Me for rest
Come lay down at My feet
Come unto Me for rest, O soul,
Lie down and sleep in peace.

We shout and we dance around in the hope
That our own pride may be fed
We long to be noticed, long to be known
We long to be loved instead

And you say

Come unto Me for rest
Come lay down at My feet
Come unto Me for rest, O soul,
Lie down and sleep in peace.

10-3-2017

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Never-Failing Treasure

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Apart from him you should never desire even to breathe. For he is my hope, he is my boast, he is my never-failing wealth.

— Pseudo-Ignatius, Ephesians, 11:2.

What would I gain to have the whole world
To be king of silver and of gold
But at the cost of losing You
Getting wealth in exchange for my soul?

You are my hope
You are my boast
You are my never-failing treasure

Why would I long to live in a tent
When room in Your house is kept for me?
Why would I keep failing, frailing dust
When a body like Yours I’ll receive?

You are my hope
You are my boast
You are my never-failing treasure

Why would I drink from empty bottles
That can never quench my thirsty heart?
Why waste my time on deadly shadows
That will only drive us further apart?

You are my hope
You are my boast
You are my never-failing treasure

5-25-2017

Beneath Your Wings’ Shadow (Psalm 61)

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With the last gasp of a crushed heart
Hearken to my cry, my God!
Set the pieces of my crushed soul
On a rock so high above.
You have been for me a fortress:
Strong, secure before the foe;
In your presence I will ever
Dwell beneath your wings’ shadow.

In that shadow, wings o’erspreading,
In your tabernacle dwell:
Where no priest dare come without blood
Where the wrath-fire is kindled.
Mercy there will be my shelter;
I will not there be consumed.
But in perfect peace before you
Watch your endless days ensue.

May your King, whom you appointed,
Reign forever on your throne.
May his days be without number;
May his years be ever long.
Faithful love and truth to stand by,
Guarding, obeying his will.
Then may I in loving gladness
Live obediently still.

4-4-2017

How Magnificent Is Your Name (Psalm 8)

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How magnificent is Your name,
Yahweh, our Lord and King!
The heav’ns aren’t enough to contain
Your spreading majesty!

From the mouths of babies told
And infants singing, too
You have established Your stronghold
To silence Satan’s hue.

Galaxies are Your fingers’ work
Your delicate crafts made;
What is man, just the dust of earth,
To make You fix Your gaze?

You gave him such a glorious crown
To bear Your image forth;
You gave him lordship, sea to mount,
O’er all the things of earth.

Yet now we do not see it so,
But we see Jesus Christ
Who was for love of us made low
That with Him we should rise!

4-3-2017

True Happiness (Psalm 32)

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In the darkness of my sin
I confessed, came to the light;
My brittle bones bent beneath
Your hand of holy might

Let the sinner pray to You,
And the rising flood escape;
Judgment’s waters cannot reach
The one who lives by faith

My joy is Your forgiveness
My happiness, Your peace
How glad I am that You don’t count
All my sins against me!

Lord, You are my hiding place
The devil’s arm is too short:
The shouts of Your salvation
Drown out the Accuser’s hurts

The wicked are beset by pains
Their end is ruin and shame
But faithful love surrounds the one
Who trusts alone in Jesus’ name

My joy is Your forgiveness
My happiness, Your peace
How glad I am that You don’t count
All my sins against me!

3-12-2017

Mighty

…because mighty over us is His committed love,
and Yahweh’s truth is for ever (Psalm 117:2 Motyer).

[‘mighty’ is] gabhar, of the stronger force in a battle (Exodus 17:11); of flood waters dominating the earth (Genesis 7:18-20); of our transgressions (Psalm 65:3); of God’s love (Psalm 103:11) (Motyer, 327).

A fearsome warrior galloping to war:
His two-edged sword gleams, ready for the fight;
Like wind-blown chaff, all His enemies fall
He leads the vict’ry train, all robed in white

Mighty over us is His love
Mighty over us is His love
He is the truth forever
Mighty over us is His love

Flood waters rising from the falling rain
The fountains of the great deep are broken
Grace lifts the ark above the damning waves
Louder than thunder, Love’s Word is spoken

Mighty over us is His love
Mighty over us is His love
He is the truth forever
Mighty over us is His love

Until the compass point comes back around
We’ll never again run into our sins
We will never hear condemnation’s sound
The greater song of Love welcomes us in

Mighty over us is His love
Mighty over us is His love
He is the truth forever
Mighty over us is His love

9-24-2016

Help My Unbelief

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The scars from these burns have left me numb
I hack and cough up water from these lungs
The boastful healers failed
And evil still prevailed—
Until downhill at last Jesus comes

Lord, I believe! O help my unbelief!
I’m not strong enough on my own
Lord, I believe! O help my unbelief!
You’re my only hope, You alone

Left for dead, cold, lying on the ground
No rising breath, no heartbeat, no sound
Until Jesus takes my hand
He lifts me and I stand
Now in Him full freedom I have found

Lord, I believe! O help my unbelief!
I’m not strong enough on my own
Lord, I believe! O help my unbelief!
You’re my only hope, You alone

9-2-2016

Troublemaker Blues (Psalm 3)

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Listen to Troublemaker Blues (Psalm 3)

There are so many troublemakers
O Lord, they’re all around
They’re sayin’, they keep on sayin’
His God, his help, can’t be found

Lord, You’re my shield, defendin’ me
You hear my every weepin’ cry
My glory, You lift up my head
You’re the only one on my side

I lay down my weary head and sleep
Come mornin’, get back up again
I ain’t afraid of thousands startin’ trouble
They don’t know the trouble they’re in

Salvation is the Lord’s, He ain’t stingy
He save an ole lowlife like me
His blessings pour down on His people
I’m waitin’ them blessings for to see

8-27-2016

Grafted

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The blessed man is a well-rooted tree
Planted by free-flowing streams;
It bears its fruit in every season
Its leaves are the deepest green.

The pure, cool streams feeding this tree:
The Word of God, His great delight
It does not leave His mind or His love,
He stands in it by day and night.

We have been grafted into the tree of Israel
We are branches in the Vine
His delight is our life
In Jesus we will abide

The wicked man has no good roots
His branches wither and fall;
He will not stand in the Holy Storm
He won’t join the righteous at all

But every branch grafted into the Vine
Will grow and bear much fruit
The Gardener knows who are His own
He will sanctify them in the truth

We have been grafted into the tree of Israel
We are branches in the Vine
His delight is our life
In Jesus we will abide

2-23-2016